Can one do nothing for the dead? And for a long time the answer had been - Nothing!

Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.

As in the physical world, so in the spiritual world, pain does not last forever.

What do you want most to do? That's what I have to keep asking myself, in the face of difficulties.

In the shortest sea voyage there is no sense of time. You have been down in the cabin for hours or days or years. Nobody knows or cares. You know all the people to the point of indifference. You do not believe in dry land any more - you are caught in the pendulum itself, and left there, idly swinging.

Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who all are happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.

I have such a horror of telegrams that ask me how I am!! I always want to reply dead.