“I visualized everything [in daydream]... Rose came in as Simon was kissing me and was absolutely livid—or was that in a later imagining? There have been so many that they have gradually merged into each other. I don't think I could bring myself to describe any of them in detail because, though they are wonderful at the time, they give a flat, sick, ashamed feeling to look back on. And they are like a drug, one needs them oftener and oftener and had to make them more and more exciting—until at last one's imagination won't work at all. ”
—Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle, pg. 230
