Was I the only woman in the world who, at my age - and after a lifetime of quite rampant independence - still did not quite feel grown up?

I have found that sitting in a place where you have never sat before can be inspiring.

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

The key to all knowledge comes in words of just one syllable, apparently.... There's only the last page left to write on. I'll fill it with words of just one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.

I shouldn't think even millionaires could eat anything nicer than new bread and real butter and honey for tea.

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.

It's odd how different a house feels when one is alone in it. It makes it easier to think rather private thoughts.