Everything Was An Adventure, At Night, When

Sometimes It Is Better Not To Know. Sometimes When You Do Know You Just Fold Up.

The Story Is Always Better Than Your Ability To Write It.

Betrayal Would Be A Different Sort Of Sick.

It Doesn't Matter If I'm Only To Be Gone Four Days, As In This Case; I Take Six Months' Supply Of Reading Material Everywhere. Anyone Who Needs Further Explication Of This Eccentricity Can Find It Usefully Set Out In The First Pages Of W. Somerset Maugham's Story "the Book-bag.

[harry] Had Always Suffered From A Vague Restlessness, A Longing For Adventure That She Told Herself Severely Was The Result Of Reading Too Many Novels When She Was A Small Child.