I should like a parsley sandwich. To the best of my knowledge they are not in season.

Books, Cats, Life is Good.

I have given up considering happiness as relevant.

I should like a parsley sandwich. To the best of my knowledge they are not in season.

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

...my least favorite actress of all time, Helena Bonham Carter. I find her lack of a neck very off-putting and especially her acting.

Mr Earbrass stands on the terrace at twilight. It is bleak; it is cold; and the virtue has gone out of everything. Words drift through his mind: anguish turnips conjunctions illness defeat string parties no parties urns desuetude disaffection claws loss Trebizond napkins shame stones distance fever Antipodes mush glaciers incoherence labels miasma amputation tides deceit mourning elsewards.