the damned book I am writing is like the driveling of a weak-kneed sea calf. If I were sufficiently strong minded, I should tear it up an start again. But I don't.
Winifred HoltbySorrow and frustration have their power. The world is moved by people with great discontents. Happiness is a drug. It can make men blind and deaf and insensible to reality. There are times when only sorrow can give to sorrow.
Winifred HoltbyProgress. There's a good deal too much o' this progress about nowadays, an', what's more, it'll have to stop.
Winifred Holtby