“She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.”
“Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.”
“She smiled, a moving childish smile that was like all the lost youth in the world.”
“What's this?' she asked. 'Is it a sphinx?'Yes,' he answered, 'and the sphinx is you.”
“You are afraid of me, because I talk like a sphinx.”
“She could talk. If she was a sphinx she could have talked, if she was a stone she could have talked. I wondered when she'd get tired and leave. Even after I stopped listening it was like being battered with tiny pingpong balls.”