Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons.
In England people actually try to be brilliant at breakfast. That is so dreadful of them! Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.
I want my food dead. Not sick, not dying, dead.
The nicest feeling in the world is to do a good deed anonymously-and have somebody find out.
I've now realised for the first time in my life the vital Importance of Being Earnest.
If a friend of mine gave a feast, and did not invite me to it, I should not mind a bit. But if a friend of mine had a sorrow and refused to allow me to share it, I should feel it most bitterly.