I believe it is customary to get one's washing over first in baths and bask afterwards; personally, I bask first. I have discovered that the first few minutes are the best and not to be wasted-- my brain always seethes with ideas and life suddenly looks much better than did.

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

So many of the loveliest things in England are melancholy.

I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.

We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.

There is something revolting about the way girls' minds so often jump to marriage long before they jump to love.

How I wish I lived in a Jane Austen novel!