It Is Rather Exciting To Write By

Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.

I Think It [religion] Is An Art, The Greatest One; An Extension Of The Communion All The Other Arts Attempt.

Am I Really Admitting That My Sister Is Determined To Marry A Man She Has Only Seen Once And Doesn't Much Like The Look Of? It Is Half Real And Half Pretense - And I Have An Idea That It Is A Game Most Girls Play When They Meet An Eligible Young Men. They Just...wonder.

So Many Of The Loveliest Things In England Are Melancholy.

And No Bathroom On Earth Will Make Up For Marrying A Bearded Man You Hate.