Simple English is no oneโs mother tongue. It has to be worked for.
By the time I was 9, I had the conviction that everybody in the world was an artist except plumbers or people who delivered groceries.
Great cultural changes begin in affectation and end in routine.
It is always some illusion that creates disillusion, especially in the young, for whom the only alternative to perfection is cynicism.
It seems a long time since the morning mail could be called correspondence.
The mind tends to run along the groove of one's intention and overlook the actual expression.