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.

Sometimes [the expression] old age has a kind of harrowing beauty. But elderly - ugh!

What a tiny list of friends I have! All my fault. I less and less want to see people.

...With stories even a page can take me hours, but the truth seems to flow out as fast as I can get it down.

Only the margin left to write on now. I love you, I love you, I love you.

We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.

The Devil's out of fashion.