[
first lines]
Businessman on plane:
Your first trip to London?
Helene Hanff:
Yes.
Businessman on plane:
You want a word of advice? Don't trust the cab drivers; they'll take you five miles to go three blocks... and, uh, don't waste your time looking at a street map. Nobody can find their way around London - not even Londoners.
Helene Hanff:
Maybe I should go to Baltimore instead.
Businessman on plane:
No; you'll enjoy it. London's a great place. What kind of trip is it - business or pleasure?
Helene Hanff:
Unfinished business.
[
last lines]
Helene Hanff:
Here I am, Frankie; I finally made it.
Helene Hanff:
I love inscriptions on flyleafs and notes in margins. I like the comradely sense of turning pages someone else turned and reading passages someone long-gone has called my attention to.
George Martin:
How's the tea coming along?
Cecily Farr:
It's almost ready
George Martin:
What would we do without our cups of tea. Life would be insupportable, would it not?
Helene Hanff:
[
written in a letter to Frank] "I can never get interested in thing that didn't happen to people who never lived."
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