fiefoe

Alfie, shaken, stays in:

You're a right cowson, Alfie, I said to myself. When you say a thing like that to yourself it means you've forgiven yourself for being one.
I mean it's not so much whether you do right or wrong, in my opinion, but that you know the difference between them.
I sometimes think that if only thoughts would leave me alone my life could be happy.
I think people must have lost all respect. That's what makes their lives so empty. If they've no respect for others they can't have any for themselves.
You try to teach somebody something and ten to one the lesson of it will come home to you first.
The feelings have got to be drawn out of you one way or another, so it's as well to hold nothing back at the start. With birds it's as well to give-give-give; it'll work out cheaper in the long run.
'On my solemn oath if I were to die this minute.' I was going to say tonight instead of this minute, ... but I felt I didn't want a threat like that hanging over my head for more than the next sixty seconds.

"Alfie" [.]