As one gets older being sad and miserable can become a bit of a habit. To counteract this, she suggests making a point of savoring such things as the tastiness of a piece of fruit, or other small things we might have been prone to overlook during our younger, busier days.

Of course one never knows in draft if it's going to turn out, even with my age and experience.

I don't know if I believe in God, but I know I believe in the devil. I have met him.

Drink very good tea out of a thin Wocester cup of colour between apricot and pink.

The best would be to have friends who came and went away; but if I had to choose between their never coming or never going away, I think I would choose that they do not come.

Most grown people are like icebergs, three-tenths showing, seven-tenths submerged - that is why a collision with one of them is unexpectedly hurtful.

If you love the wrong people it's still love, isn't it, no matter what kind of love.