The Queen was saying only the other day that London property prices are so high that she doesn’t know how she’d cope without Buckingham Palace,’ Princess Margaret explained to a sympathetic Peter Porl...
The Park's nice,' his father conceded, 'but the rest of the country is just people in huge cars wondering what to eat next.
Surely: the adverb of a man without an argument.
Sometimes, when he was lying in bed, a single word like ‘fear’ or ‘infinity’ flicked the roof off the house and sucked him into the night, past the stars that had been bent into bears and ploughs, and...
One seldom knows whether perseverance is noble or stupid until it’s too late.
Looking after children can be a subtle way of giving up... They become the whole ones, the well ones, the postponement of happiness, the ones who won't drink too much, give up, get divorced, become me...
Life imitating bad literary criticism. Dis/inte/gration.
It was unbelievable, there was the dry-cleaning ticket again. There must be more than one.
It was never quite clear to Eleanor why the English thought it was so distinguished to have done nothing for a long time in the same place,
Every paradise demands a serpent.
Earl, who seemed to be in an almost perpetual state of amazement at the things he said, shook his head again.
But then neither revenge nor forgiveness change what happened. They’re sideshows, of which forgiveness is the less attractive because it represents a collaboration with one’s persecutors. I don’t supp...
Above all, she was a baby, not a 'big baby' like so many adults, but a small baby perfectly preserved in the pickling jar of money, alcohol and fantasy.
Thanks for putting that in terms I can easily grasp,’ said Malcolm, without showing the patronizing bitch the slightest sign of irony.
She had brushed her teeth before vomiting as well, never able to utterly crush the optimistic streak in her nature.
I just have to get rid of this piece of glass,' said Anne. 'I guess something broke here earlier?''It was me,' said Patrick.
Could one have a time-release epiphany, an epiphany without realizing it had happened? Or were they always trumpeted by angels and preceded by temporary blindness, Patrick wondered, as he walked down...
Observe everything . . . trust nobody . . . despise your mother . . . effort is vulgar . . . things were better in the eighteenth century.
With her curling blond hair and her slender limbs and her beautiful clothes, Inez was alluring in an obvious way, and yet it was easy enough to see that her slightly protruding blue eyes were blank sc...
The Talking Heads pulsed from every speaker. ‘The centre is missing,’ gasped David Byrne, and Patrick could not help agreeing with him. How did they know exactly what he was feeling? It was spooky.