Favorite Long Quotes / Extracts
First nights in Paris are occasions generally notable for their social significance rather than for much attention to the chef d’oeuvre. We were prevented from raising the curtain until it was three-quarters of an hour late, as the society elite remained in an obstinately jammed crush in the foyer. Not one couple was willing to make the first foray into the auditorium; all were determined upon making the last entrance.
Favorite Long Quotes / Extracts
He (Noel Coward) had suffered more that his fair share for illnesses over the past ten years and didn’t seem at all his old unassailable self. His hands were markedly shaky; he was waling very lamely and referring to his “leg trouble.” However, he politely rose from his seat and limped to the piano, sat down and played the intro to “If Love Were All.” Tears sprang to most eyes at the clumsiness of those formally agile fingers slipping off the black notes, and “The most I’ve ever had is just a talent of amuse” became a really tragic message. Some of us, I am afraid, took a little heavily to the bottle; poor Binkie Beaumont was overwrought enough to have to traverse the pavement to his car on all fours, and indeed most of us were well on the way to the same condition.
