Explore "The Actor's Story, being the Patch on the Quilt" by H.C. McNeile on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
"THE trouble in my game," he began, "is that the greatest plays can / never be staged. There would be no money in them. The public demand a / plot-a climax: after that the puppets cease strutting, the curtain / rings down. But in life-in real life-there's no plot. It's just a / series of anti-climaxes strung together like a patchwork quilt, until / there comes the greatest anti-climax of all and the quilt is finished."
He passed his hand through his fast-greying hair, and stared for a / moment or two at the fire. The Soldier was filling his pipe; the Writer, / his legs stretched in front of him, had his hands thrust deep in his / trouser pockets.