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

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

He laughed a little, in an odd, nervous kind of way. "Because if I don't get going soon, the whole impetus may die--and if that happens, well, I really shall consider a long, restful plunge into insanity. Sometimes the abyss yawns very attractively.

There was a wonderful atmosphere of gentle age, a smell of flowers and beeswax, sweet yet faintly sour and musty; a smell that makes you feel very tender towards the past.

Like many other much-loved humans, they believed that they owned their dogs, instead of realizing that their dogs owned them.

I found it quite easy to carry on a casual conversation it was as if my real feelings were down fathoms deep in my mind and what we said was just a feathery surface spray.

I know all about the facts of life, and I don't think much of them.