Cecily: Just one day, I want to be on the train to Inverness and catch a man’s eye. We’d fall easily into a Lady Macbeth and Macbeth kind of love.
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Cecily, on writing.
Cecily: I want to write postcards, not extended literature!
Two friends, on gardens.
Cecily: Kipling once wrote, “Gardens are not made by singing ‘Oh, how beautiful’, and sitting in the shade”.
Ishmael: I like that. How can I use it?
Cecily: Well, for me it means something about embracing motivated change in all forms. Making active decisions. Never getting complacent. We grow our gardens — alone or with others — and some seasons are made for poppies and others for Japanese maples and others for stones or sand to be tilled gently.
Ishmael: That’s beautiful.
Cecily: It’s beautiful or it’s trite. But sometimes there is beauty in the trite.
Wisdom, by Cecily.
Cecily: Don’t be afraid to fail in a decision that you make together. In any relationship, the only thing you have to fear is a failed decision that you made alone.
Three friends, on Carlo.
Maurice: Does Count Carlo have a passion?
Cecily: He enjoys art.
Raj: And women.
Maurice: And food!
Cecily: He’s Italian.
Cecily, to Alexander.
Cecily: I like your sweater. It says “I’m-Yves-Saint-Laurent-chilling-out-at-home-after-a-psychotic-episode”-chic.
Two friends, on stealing back hearts.
Cecily: Today I will go to Bordeaux for the very first time!
Arnaud: The woman I am in love with is there with her husband. If you see my heart somewhere around Bordeaux, pretend not to know me.
Cecily: I’ll pick it up from the floor and hide it in my purse on my way back to Paris. Like a fugitive orchid.
Arnaud: I don’t miss it. Tell it I am in Tasmania.
Cecily, on long-distance love.
Cecily: I know that when we’re together I try to cherish every moment, but when we’re apart, I count the minutes I didn’t spend touching your face.
Cecily, on mediocrity.
Cecily: I do not wish to mellow out in my own mediocrity, and I certainly won’t be accepting yours.
Two friends, on depression.
Cecily: It’s Sunday, so I’m reading up on clinical depression.
Jonathan: I cannot wait for humanoids to replace human beings. Depression will disappear and robotic laughs will overwhelm the world.
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