Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.
Where can we hide in fair weather, we orphans of the storm?
MGM bores me when I see them, but I don't see them much. They have been a help in getting me introductions to morticians, who are the only people worth knowing.
My unhealthy affection for my second daughter has waned. Now I despise all my seven children equally.
'I will not stand for being called a woman in my own house' she said.
Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole.'-William Boot