I do not like January very much. It is too stationary. Not enough happens. I like the evidences of life, and in January there are too few of them.

Travel is a private pleasure, since it consists entirely of things felt and things seen.

Tools have their own integrity.

all the small squalors of the body, known only to oneself, insignificant in youth, easily dismissed, in old age became dominant and entered into fulfilment of the tyranny they had always threatened.

Things were not tragic for us then, because although we cared passionately we didn't care deeply.

Every garden-maker should be an artist along his own lines. That is the only possible way to create a garden, irrespective of size or wealth.

[On writing:] The most egotistic of occupations, and the most gratifying while it lasts.