i'm a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires

So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.

And Yale is November, crisp and energetic.

...their eyes are full of kindness as each feels the full effect of novelty after a short separation. They are drawing a relaxation from each other's presence, a new serenity.

The extraordinary thing is not that people in a lifetime turn out worse or better than we had prophesied; particularly in America that is to be expected. The extraordinary thing is how people keep their levels, fulfill their promises, seem actually buoyed up by an inevitable destiny.

Switzerland is a country where very few things begin, but many things end.

It makes me sad because I've never seen such--such beautiful shirts before.