Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you.
Thinking of death--strange, beautiful, terrible and a long way off--made me feel happier than ever.
Oh, comfortable cocoa!
Ham with mustard is a meal of glory
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.
I wanted so terribly to be good to him.