England Still Will Be Here

Pleasure Without Joy Is As Hollow As Passion Without Tenderness.

We Used To Say That Inside Cecil Beaton There Was Another Cecil Beaton Sending Out Lots Of Little Cecils Into The World. One Did The Sets, Another Did The Costumes. A Third Took The Photographs. Another Put The Sketches In An Exhibition, Then Into Magazines, Then In A Book.

There's A Smile On My Face For The Whole Human Race.

Lots Of Cosy Sky That God And I Can Share. I Need Air. I Need Air.

It's Not A Pretty Face, I Grant You. But Underneath Its Flabby Exterior Is An Enormous Lack Of Character.