I realize that it is as one ages and loses one's natural force that one is at the mercy of heredity. The young are themselves: the aging, their parents' children.

General de Gaulle is again pictured in our newspapers, looking as usual like an embattled codfish.

Sneezes ... always sound much louder to the sneezer than to the hearers. It is an acoustical peculiarity.

When other helpers fail and comforts flee, when the senses decay and the mind moves in a narrower and narrower circle, when the grasshopper is a burden and the postman brings no letters, and even the Royal Family is no longer quite what it was, an obituary column stands fast.

Slowly, with a look of intense concentration, he got up and advanced on me ... put out a front paw, and stroked my cheek as I used to stoke his chops. A human caress from a cat. I felt very meagre and ill-educated that I could not purr.

Children driven good are apt to be driven mad.

Reason is a poor hand at prophecies.