Dinner At The Huntercombes' Possessed Only Two

[t]here Is No Greater Sign Of Innate Misery Than A Love Of Teasing.

It Is Not What Happens To People That Is Significant, But What They Think Happens To Them.

One Passes Through The World Knowing Few, If Any, Of The Important Things About Even The People With Whom One Has Been From Time To Time In The Closest Intimacy.

There Is, After All, No Pleasure Like That Given By A Woman Who Really Wants To See You.

The Whole Idea Of Interviews Is In Itself Absurd - One Cannot Answer Deep Questions About What One's Life Was Like - One Writes Novels About It.