London, How Could One Ever Be Tired

How Extraordinary People Are, That They Get Themselves Into Such Situations Where They Go On Doing What They Dislike Doing, And Have No Need Or Obligation To Do, Simply Because It Seems To Be Expected.

Nothing Succeeds, They Say, Like Success. And Certainly Nothing Fails Like Failure.

England's Not A Bad Country? It's Just A Mean, Cold, Ugly, Divided, Tired, Clapped-out, Post-imperial, Post- Industrial Slag-heap Covered In Polystyrene Hamburger Cartons. 286

Scenery Can Be A Violent Stimulant.

What Foolsmiddle-classgirls Are To Expect Other People To Respect The Same Gods As Themselves And E M Forster.