“It was to him a very strange and perplexing place, where people wore fine clothes and had hard hearts.”
“Friends were like clothes: fine while they lasted but eventually they wore thin or you grew out of them.”
“No, friends were like clothes: fine while they lasted but eventually they wore thin or you grew out of them.”
“The thing was, the places of your life, like the clothes you wore and the car you drove and the friends and associates you had, were a product of the way you lived.”
“Paris, on the other hand, looked exactly as it was supposed to look. It wore its heart on its sleeve, and the strange thing was that the heart it wore so openly was in other ways so closed-mysterious, uninviting.”
“What strange, perplexing, questionable questions!”