I have noticed that rooms which are extra clean feel extra cold

Truthfulness so often goes with ruthlessness.

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

Wakings are the worst times--almost before my eyes are open a great weight seems to roll on my heart.

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

Well, my paper has asked me to do a series: Lives of the Great Musicians, reading time 2 minutes.

And no bathroom on earth will make up for marrying a bearded man you hate.