The friend is the person whom one is in need of and by whom one is needed.

A diary need not be a dreary chronicle of one's movements; it should aim rather at giving salient account of some particular episode, a walk, a book, a conversation.

Do you know the times when one seems to stick fast in circumstances like the fly in the jam-pot? It can't be helped, and I suppose the best thing to do is to lay in a good store of jam!

As I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.

It seems sometimes as if one were powerless to do any more from within to overcome troubles, and that help must come from without.

I have known some quite good people who were unhappy, but never an interested person who was unhappy.

I expect that all of us get pretty much what we deserve of appreciation.