Wonderful things, horses. Never know what they will do, or won't do.
Everybody said, "Follow your heart". I did, it got broken
Hate doesn't last. Love does.
Mr. Jesmond made a peculiar noise rather like a hen who has decided to lay an egg and then thought better of it.
I have always been so sure - too sure... But now I am very humble and I say like a little child: "I do not know..."
Now I am old-fashioned. A woman, I consider, should be womanly. I have no patience with the modern neurotic girl who jazzes from morning to night, smokes like a chimney, and uses language which would make a billingsgate fishwoman blush!