You have never been curious about me; you never wanted to explore my soul.

roses are the only flowers at garden-parties; the only flowers that everybody is certain of knowing.

Who is to decide between 'Let it be' and 'Force it'?

Looking back, I imagine I was always writing. Twaddle it was too. But better far write twaddle or anything, anything, than nothing at all.

Oh, impossible. Fancy cream puffs so soon after breakfast. The very idea made one shudder. All the same, two minutes later Jose and Laura were licking their fingers with that absorbed inward look that only comes from whipped cream.

There are in life as many aspects as attitudes towards it, and aspects change with attitudes.

September is different from all other months. It is more magical. I feel the strange chemical change in the earth which produces mushrooms is the cause, too, of the extra 'life' in the air - a resilience, a sparkle.