It's Much Easier To Make People Cry

I Realize That The Memories I Cherish Most Are Not The First Night Successes, But Of Simple, Everyday Things: Walking Through Our Garden In The Country After Rain; Sitting Outside A Cafe In Provence, Drinking The Vin De Pays; Staying At A Little Hotel In An English Market Town With Larry, In The Early Days After Our Marriage, When He Was Serving In The Fleet Air Arm, And I Was Touring Scotland, So That We Had To Make Long Treks To Spend Weekends Together.

I Loved Fencing And Dancing And Elocution.

I Think Edith Evans Is The Most Marvelous Actress In The World And She Can Look Beautiful. People Who Aren't Beautiful Can Look Beautiful. She Can Look As Beautiful As Diana Cooper, Who Was The Most Beautiful Woman In The World.

My Friends, When I Was Young, Were Always Older Than I Was, And I've Always Liked Them. And I Love Old Men And Old Ladies, Really. But I've Known More Elderly Men, Like Max Beerbohm, Like Beranard Berenson, Like Somerset Maugham, Winston Churchill-i'd Put Him First, Anyway-what They Say Is So Wise And So Good. They Know What They're Talking About.

My First Husband And I Are Still Good Friends And There Is No Earthly Reason Why I Should Not See Him. Larry And I Are Very Much In Love.