Stew's so comforting on a rainy day.
Only half a page left now. Shall I fill it with 'I love you, I love you'-- like father's page of cats on the mat? No. Even a broken heart doesn't warrant a waste of good paper.
I have really sinned. I am going to pause now, and sit here on the mound repenting in deepest shame.
Americans do seem to say things which make the English notice England.
I know all about the facts of life, and I don't think much of them.
Still, looking through the old volumes was soothing, because thinking of the past made the present seem a little less real.
I should rather like to tear these last pages out of the book. Shall I? No-a journal ought not to cheat.
... for I know I shall be interrupted-- I shall want to be, really, because life is too exciting to sit still for long.
And at last father flung the rug off as if it were hampering him and strode over to the table saying, 'cocoa, cocoa!'-- it might have been the most magnificent drink in the world; which, personally, I think it is.
We were restless for ages...After a while I heard an owl hooting and calmed myself by thinking of it flying over the dark fields – and then I remembered it would be pouncing on mice. I love owls, but I wish God had made them vegetarian.
Prayer's a very tricky business.
The tea was a comfort - and by that time I more than needed comfort.
So many of the loveliest things in England are melancholy.
He laughed a little, in an odd, nervous kind of way. "Because if I don't get going soon, the whole impetus may die--and if that happens, well, I really shall consider a long, restful plunge into insanity. Sometimes the abyss yawns very attractively.
Topaz was wonderfully patient - but sometimes I wonder if it is not only patience, but also a faint resemblance to cows.
How can a young man like to wear a beard?
...With stories even a page can take me hours, but the truth seems to flow out as fast as I can get it down.
Rose doesn’t like the flat country, but I always did – flat country seems to give the sky such a chance.
I think it [religion] is an art, the greatest one; an extension of the communion all the other arts attempt.
I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?
I have noticed that rooms which are extra clean feel extra cold
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