Milne's Phrases

That should have encouraged him, but somehow it didn't.

 

The woman was a fool.

 

He might - oh well - there were a lot of things one might do.

 

"ridiculously lovely"

 

Whatever the future was awaiting him, persent gave no signs of it.

 

It happens to be the fashion.

 

He was not merely cultured, he was Culture.

 

Who could refuse?

 

But he was not taking that sort of risk. He preferred to keep you hoping.

 

She was miles away, a cat on her laps, her eyes out of the window, her thoughts - where?

 

Think of all the men in the World, not married to her. Poor devils.

 

The only bearable thing about it is that she knows she is beautiful.

 

He, or, at least, a voice from his chair hastened to say ...

 

Beginning to enjoy the evening more than he had thought he was going to.

 

She was looking adorably puzzling.

 

When you have in your house the most utterly lovely thing that has ever invented, you must set it off properly.

 

He is so admirable and so absurd. - English in fact.

 

Compliments chased themselves through his mind and left him silent.

 

Days of man's financial innocence.

 

- "Happy?" whispered she.

- "Absolutely,"- nodded he and wondered whether he was.

 

His romantic interest to himself never wavered.

 

tolerant of greatness

 

by some mistake, not altogether accidental...

 

He hasn't a ghost of idea, how it happened.

 

- Do you like knowing everybody?

- Love it. Do you like knowing nobody?

- Love it.

 

to have something to stimulate his memory

 

"happy acceptance"

 

a man with money to spent and reputation to loose.

 

passionately begging to listen, what he called reason

 

Hey Mr., you are making poor boy nervous.

 

She prepared story, with the whole library of truth and fiction to choose from.

 

But I shall deny it in court.

 

A past is all that I can hope to have in this world.

 

There is no copyright in facts!

 

I almost certain the answer is "yes".

 

He tapped his head either to indicate madness, or to help his memory.

 

What made his performance slightly uncanny, was his apparent conviction on each occasion that nothing like this had ever happened to an audience before.

 

- He did once ask me to share his flat.

- Why did you refuse, darling? No lift?

 

He admitted with himself that one couldn't do anything with him in small flat except wish him dead.

 

All men have one-way minds, and most of the women have two-way figures - coming and going. (?)

 

Presumably he was now licensed to smack her on some part of the back - but which? It was all a little difficult.

 

Three years is too long. Two years ago even a year ago, I should have believed her and been wildly happy. But one can't go on loving a picture, a statue, a princess in fairy story, for three long years and expect it suddenly come to live. (!)

 

To be a standing invitation to love. 

 

He turned to the auditory with charming air of embarrassment.

 

He, having no other reason for hope, hoped so too.

 

She made a little movement with her hand, which seemed to say "Come in and talk to me", and the three cocktails told him that he would do exactly that whether she had invited him or not.

 

Introduce me afterwards, and I'll tell you what's wrong with her.

 

- Why, darling? Any reason, or just inspiration?

- It came, - I said simply.

 

It doesn't exist, because it doesn't matter. (!)

 

When he smiled, you felt that somebody really had come for you.

 

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