I Am Simply A Book Drunkard.

Nobody Whom This War Has Touched Will Ever Be Happy Again In Quite The Same Way. But It Will Be A Better Happiness, I Think, Little Sister - A Happiness We've Earned.

We Are Never Half So Interesting When We Have Learned That Language Is Given Us To Enable Us To Conceal Our Thoughts.

A Plate Of Apples, An Open Fire, And A Jolly Good Book Are A Fair Substitute For Heaven.

I Am Well In Body Although Considerable Rumpled Up In Spirit.

The Only True Animal Is A Cat, And The Only True Cat Is A Gray Cat.