I would like to send you to hell.""My dear, I live in hell, and have done so since I was a small child.""Since I regained my mind I have thought, and dreamt too, of nothing but of killing you.""You can do it any time, if you don't mind going to prison.

I said, "Your brother is in bed with my wife." I added, "I just took them up some wine in bed.

You are heroic, Mr. Lynch-Gibbon. The knight of infinite humiliation. One does not know whether to kiss your feet or to recommend that you have a good analysis." She said it as one might say "a good thrashing.

You mustn't mind so much. It's all in your head.""Well, I live in my head.

Was it unpleasant?""I don't know," I said. "Everything is so unpleasant nowadays it's hard to tell.