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.

I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?

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

I should rather like to tear these last pages out of the book. Shall I? No-a journal ought not to cheat.

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.

Everything in the least connected with him has value for me; if someone even mentions his name it is like a little present to me-and I long to mention it myself

Cruel blows of fate call for extreme kindness in the family circle.