So many of the loveliest things in England are melancholy.

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

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

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

Though he had very little Latin beyond "Cave canem," he had, as a young dog, devoured Shakespeare (in a tasty leather binding).

The tea was a comfort - and by that time I more than needed comfort.

Certain unique books seem to be without forerunners or successors as far as their authors are concerned. Even though they may profoundly influence the work of other writers, for their creator they're complete, not leading anywhere.