Forgotten Is Forgiven.

A Writer's Temperament Is Continually Making Him Do Things He Can Never Repair.

Switzerland Is A Country Where Very Few Things Begin, But Many Things End.

I Won’t Kiss You. It Might Get To Be A Habit And I Can’t Get Rid Of Habits.

I'm In A Muddle About A Lot Of Things -- I've Just Discovered That I've A Mind, And I'm Starting To Read" "read What?" "everything. I Have To Pick And Choose, Of Course, But Mostly Things That Make Me Think.

I’m Thirty,” I Said. “i’m Five Years Too Old To Lie To Myself And Call It Honor