I have never been able to wear a hat. My hair is peculiar in that it grows so fast that any hat I put on instantly leaps from my head.
In love' is for the romantic. 'Love' for the realist.
Everything begins in Paris.
Only a fool would make the bed every day.
The world of books: romantic, idle, shiftless world so beautiful, so cheap compared with living.
Whenever I have tried to do anything For Money it has always led me astray.