There comes some time an end to all things, to the good and to the bad. - Alec Waugh

My friends used to wonder how I could afford to do so much travelling. But actually travel was an economy for me. I did not have to indulge in costly entertaining. My social life was provided by the ships in which I travelled, and in the islands that I visited I was a guest more often than often than a host. I never during 1951 had a substantial credit balance at my bank more than once I received one of those notes so typical of English banking, 'Your account appears to be £23. 11.6. We shall be glad to received your instructions in this matter.' But I was never insolvent.

I am prepared to believe that a slightly impairs the palate, but think what it does to the soul.

In Russia love was regarded with suspicion as a deterrent to the social obligations of the Soviet citizen.