“Is despair wrong? Isn’t it the natural condition of life after a certain age? … After a number of events, what is there left but repetition and diminishment? Who wants to go on living? The eccentric, the religious, the artistic (sometimes); those with a false sense of their own worth. Soft cheeses collapse; firm cheeses indurate. Both go mouldy.”
“Cheese, Leon! Go get the cheese!”
“Just who are the cheese monkeys? And what do they want?”
“The quicker you let go of old cheese, the sooner you find new cheese.”
“Do you want some of this cheese, or shall we just go walking?”
“But past events had impressed uponme how fast things could go wrong, and how different life might be after they did.”