Now, Stuart, as you will discover if you have not done so already, believes that the principal raison d'etre of food is to conceal from public view t… - Julian Barnes

I read Hemingway's posthumous Paris memoirs, rumoured to have been written by his wife (`Out of the question,' Toni assured me, `they're so badly written they must be authentic').

This is I have to admit, one murky compartment of the female psyche which has yet to benefit from the oven-scourer of Reason.

You need one of those slave-driving old studio bosses if you ask me, not a sensitive graduate who went into movies because he liked the clouds in Antonioni and then turned himself into a nouvelle vague Deutscher all hot for Truthspiel.