If I Don't Tell It All Now,

We Knew We Were Talking About Spies. I Knew He Knew I Knew. I Was Digging My Own Grave.

Men, All Men, Were Always Trying To Get Hold Of Me, You Know.

Discretion Is The Polite Word For Hypocrisy.

I Like To Think That People Live On In Other People's Memories.

I'm Terrified Of Men These Days. If Someone Asked Me Out Now, I Don't Know What I'd Say, How I'd React. But I Couldn't Go Through With It, Not At All. I Suppose I've Been Terrified Of Them All Along.