The sentimentalist ages far more quickly than the person who loves his work and enjoys new challenges.
My husband is a general's chauffeur somewhere in France
I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.
The most lasting and pure gladness comes to me from my gardens.
Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.
My agent tells me I am drawing the largest salary ever paid in the halls of England. Wonderful, isn't it? for a quiet, rural gardener like myself.