My hand is very tired but I want to go on writing. I keep resting and thinking. All day I have been two people - the me imprisoned in yesterday and the me out here on the mound; and now there is a third me trying to get in - the me in what is going to happen next.

...I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.

The Devil's out of fashion.

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

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

He laughed a little, in an odd, nervous kind of way. "Because if I don't get going soon, the whole impetus may die--and if that happens, well, I really shall consider a long, restful plunge into insanity. Sometimes the abyss yawns very attractively.

Americans do seem to say things which make the English notice England.