I wanted to know more about the young ... strange that though they laughed so loud, they so seldom smiled. Perhaps laughter was involuntary whereas smiling was part of an attitude to life.

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

Rose doesn’t like the flat country, but I always did – flat country seems to give the sky such a chance.

Still, looking through the old volumes was soothing, because thinking of the past made the present seem a little less real.

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

It is rather exciting to write by moonlight.