My Voice Is Clotted With Unshed Tears.

Philosophy Wasn't About Facts, It Was About Ideas. My First Essay Title Was Something Like: 'how Can You Know What Other People Are Thinking?' I Thought, 'wow, What An Amazing Thing.' I Really Thought Deeply For The First Time.

When I Was Your Age, If A Boy Behaved Badly, One Simply Scored His Name Out From One's Dance Card. (sadie Lancaster - To Lara Lington)

Obviously This Is Engagement Ring City. Couples Are Wandering Along And Girls Are Pointing Through The Windows And The Men Are Smiling But All Look Slightly Sick Whenever Their Girlfriends Turn Away.

The Worst Thing A Girl Can Do Is Trail After A Boy When A Love Affair Is Dead.

Just Because Of That One Disastrous Blind Date She Had Last Year, Where The Guy Turned Out To Be Fifty-nine, Not Thirty-nine (he Claimed It Was A Typo. Yeah, I’m Sure His Finger Just Happened To Slip Two Spaces To The Left).