I kissed her and took off her coat, and I never saw before or since anyone so beautiful. And the truth is that, at that moment and at that age, I had not yet acquired the power to distinguish between truth and beauty.
Upd: tas starp citu nav nekāds citāts no grāfienes genovevas ērkšķu ceļa, bet gan no sasodīti laba spiegu romāna. John le Carré, vot tā.