I Must Say, I Hate Money. But

Isn't Life,' She Stammered, 'isn't Life--' But What Life Was She Couldn't Explain. No Matter. He Quite Understood. 'isn't It, Darling?' Said Laurie.

I Want, By Understanding Myself, To Understand Others.

If One Really Does Try To Find Out Why It Is That People Don't Leave Each Other, One Discovers A Mystery. It Is Because They Can't; They Are Bound. And Nobody On Earth Knows What Are The Bonds That Bind Them Except Those Two.

I Am A Recluse At Present & Do Nothing But Write & Read & Read & Write

Can One Do Nothing For The Dead? And For A Long Time The Answer Had Been - Nothing!