Marriage Is Like Paying An Endless Visit

I Never Read The Life Of Any Important Person Without Discovering That He Knew More And Could Do More Than I Could Ever Hope To Know Or Do In Half A Dozen Lifetimes.

It Had The Old Double Keyboard, An Entirely Different Set Of Keys For Capitals And Figures, So That The Paper Seemed A Long Way Off, And The Machine Was As Big And Solid As A Battle Cruiser. Typing Was Then A Muscular Activity. You Could Ache After It. If You Were Not Familiar With Those Vast Keyboards, Your Hand Wandered Over Them Like A Child Lost In A Wood. The Noise Might Have Been That Of A Shipyard On The Clyde. You Would No More Have Thought Of Carrying One Of Those Grim Structures As You Would Have Thought Of Travelling With A Piano.

We Must Beware The Revenge Of The Starved Senses, The Embittered Animal In Its Prison.

A Good Holiday Is One Spent Among People Whose Notions Of Time Are Vaguer Than Yours.

We Cannot Get Grace From Gadgets. In The Bakelite House Of The Future, The Dishes May Not Break, But The Heart Can. Even A Man With Ten Shower Baths May Find Life Flat, Stale And Unprofitable.