Another dawn flung itself across the river; a belated taxi hurried along the street, its lamps still shining like burning eyes in a face white from a nights' carouse.

“Someday I'm going to find somebody and love him and love him and never let him …”

“there's no beauty without poignancy and there's no poignancy without the feelin…”

“Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.”

“That's the whole burden of this novel - the loss of those illusions that give s…”