If you love people, you take them on trust.

I am a restlessness inside a stillness inside a restlessness.

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

Am I really admitting that my sister is determined to marry a man she has only seen once and doesn't much like the look of? It is half real and half pretense - and I have an idea that it is a game most girls play when they meet an eligible young men. They just...wonder.

So many of the loveliest things in England are melancholy.

They call them the haunted shores, these stretches of Devonshire and Cornwall and Ireland which rear up against the westward ocean. Mists gather here, and sea fog, and eerie stories. That's not because there are more ghosts here than in other places, mind you. It's just that people who live hereabouts are strangely aware of them.

... for I know I shall be interrupted-- I shall want to be, really, because life is too exciting to sit still for long.