Nothing stands still, except in our memory.

“You're very old, aren't you?""Just as old as my tongue and a little older than …”

“...And you probably have little idea of how delicious - how toothsome - how scr…”

“Good-bye, Mrs Bartholemew," said tom, shaking hands with stiff politeness; "and…”

“If you don't get it, you don't get it."..."If you don't get it, you may yet.”