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The skill of appearing to have money turned out to be something Lakshmi had learned from her father, a diplomat. She had grown up in palatial residences around the world where, attended by servants, chauffeurs, and gardeners, her parents had entertained on a lavish scale, without owning any of the things in their house.

Low blow Re: The Bee Gees
Poor form.

“[T]he roads were rough as guys every inch of the way.”

So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being brainwashed, and afterwards you went about numb as a slave in some private, totalitarian state.

“He’s not going to jail, you daft old puss.”

“He never lived grandly, always in semi-squalor but with grand style.”

We took a house together one Christmas in Marrakesh—Keith Richards, Robert, and I—from this louche hairdresser (who was murdered some years ago in a rather grisly fashion).

“Robert was very patrician. Very sophisticated, very worldly, hip, cool. In that sense he was different. But he didn’t go off shooting and all of that. He was wild. Groovy Bob!”

What a nice thing to say about someone.

‘“All I need is a little milk from a goat that has been fed for a month on wild green pears.’”

There was a donkey in the picture. That couldn’t be relevant. Or could it?

“After twenty minutes he could say, ‘“Papel iss blonk.”’
Same, Joaquín. Same.

One squirrel lost its grip and fell, crashing through the layers of foliage. This was something I had never seen before.

“Eileen was twenty-three then and her mother was fifty-one.”
Oh my science, I am closer to the mom’s age than Eileen’s.

While I do live in a house for free, I’d like to live in a rectory for free.

I’m concerned about the substance abuse.

Two hundred thirty-eight pages in and Andrew hadn’t thought to open the trunk. This ghost is too patient.

Andrew is a very bad detective. Were he to enter law enforcement, no crimes would be solved.

Eddie wore flat bill hats, drove a Dodge, and used Snapchat. So far, I’m having a hard time mourning him.

I don’t understand why none of my friends did their thesis on the Alhambra. I resent my friends for this.

I am not uplifted.

The passage of time has not increased how prepared I am for where this book is taking me.

I’m unprepared for where this book is taking me.