I like seeing people when they can't see me.

Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?

I wanted to know more about the young ... strange that though they laughed so loud, they so seldom smiled. Perhaps laughter was involuntary whereas smiling was part of an attitude to life.

What is it about the English countryside — why is the beauty so much more than visual? Why does it touch one so?

... for I know I shall be interrupted-- I shall want to be, really, because life is too exciting to sit still for long.

And at last father flung the rug off as if it were hampering him and strode over to the table saying, 'cocoa, cocoa!'-- it might have been the most magnificent drink in the world; which, personally, I think it is.

...With stories even a page can take me hours, but the truth seems to flow out as fast as I can get it down.