“I'm a creature of the night for God's sake And she wants me home by eleven?”
“Oh, Daisy, it's revolting the way I want to fawn all over him. I'm afraid I'm going to do something dreadfully silly today. Burst into song or something. For God's sake, don't let me.”
“Be whoever you want to be. Party all night if you want. Just come home to me.”
“I want to go home," she whispered to me. "Forget that last speech, I want to go home.”
“So between you and me," I tell Justine on the phone that night, "we're either bitchy or stupid.""Oh God," she moans. "Everyone thinks I'm an idiot.""Thanks!”
“For God's sake, all of you, say spiteful things about me, then I shall know I mean something to you. Don't say surgaries, or I'm done.”