Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words. - Iris Murdoch

A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.

They really wanted to remain always in their own house and their own garden. There are such people.

Trains induce such terrible anxiety. They image the possibility of total and irrevocable failure. They are also dirty, rackety, packed with strangers, an object lesson in the foul contingency of life: the talkative fellow-traveller, the possibility of children.