He's taken to going off for hours at a time, wandering round those woods that lead off from the common apparently. Nothing there apart from trees and sexual maniacs. Girl, 20 (1971)
The real trouble with liars […] was that there could never be any guarantee against their occasionally telling the truth. Girl, 20 (1971)
[I]t's human to choose any sort of path into the future rather than face the long road back to what you've left behind. Girl, 20 (1971)