I was wandering around as usual, in my unpleasantly populated sub-conscious.

Still, looking through the old volumes was soothing, because thinking of the past made the present seem a little less real.

I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.

Ham with mustard is a meal of glory

I'm convinced England's overflowing with eccentric people, places, happenings. Indeed, you might say eccentricity's normal in England.

Ah, but you're the insidious type--Jane Eyre with of touch of Becky Sharp. A thoroughly dangerous girl.

People's clothes ought to be buried with them.