Rouen shone in dark sunlight and a storm swept it away from my eyes and churned up the broad river with waves which pounced up like cats as our train drew out of the arches of the bridge.

Children driven good are apt to be driven mad.

When I die, I hope to think I have annoyed a great many people.

Anticipation of pleasure is a pleasure in itself.

Only two things are real to me: my love and my death. In between them, I merely exist as a scatter of senses.

Oh, I am all for singing. If I had had children I should have hounded them into choirs & choral societies, and if they weren't good enough for that, I would have sent them out, to sing in the streets.

I wasn't educated. I was very lucky.