Oh, it is wonderful to wake up in the morning with things to look forward to!

It is rather exciting to write by moonlight.

Perhaps it would really be rather dull to be married and settled for life. Liar! It would be heaven.

Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me.

...I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.

I have really sinned. I am going to pause now, and sit here on the mound repenting in deepest shame.

People's clothes ought to be buried with them.