The helpful thought for which you look Is written somewhere in a book.

More is happening out there than we are aware of. It is possibly due to some unknown direful circumstance.

I've never had any intentions about anything. That's why I am where I am today, which is neither here nor there, in a literal sense.

Books, Cats, Life is Good.

Having got into bed and turned out the light, I quietly burst into tears because I am not a good person. As they came and went for some minutes, I was concerned with the words following 'because' in the previous sentence, rewriting them over and over in my head until they seemed to be as close to the truth as it was possible for me to make them.

The world may think it idiotic, Nor care at all we're symbiotic, But I will say at once and twice: I find it nice. I find it nice.

A small and sinister snow seems to be coming down relentlessly at present. The radio says it is eventually going to be sleet and rain, but I don't think so; I think it is just going to go on and on, coming down, until the whole world...etc. It has that look.