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.

Why! Why! Why is the middle-class so stodgy - so utterly without a sense of humor?

Why it should be such an effort to write to the people one loves I can't imagine. It's none at all to write to those who don't really count.

Regret is an appalling waste of time.

It's rather nice to think of oneself as a sailor bending over the map of one's mind and deciding where to go and how to go. The great thing to remember is we can do whatever we wish to do provided our wish is strong enough.

I am treating you as my friend, asking you to share my present minuses in the hope that I can ask you to share my future plusses.