Of Course It's All Right For Librarians

It Was Odd How One Found Oneself Making Trivial Conversation On Important Occasions. Perhaps It Was Because One Could Not Say What Was Really In One's Mind.

Perhaps There Can Be Too Much Making Of Cups Of Tea, I Thought, As I Watched Miss Statham Filling The Heavy Teapot. Did We Really Need A Cup Of Tea? I Even Said As Much To Miss Statham And She Looked At Me With A Hurt, Almost Angry Look, 'do We Need Tea? She Echoed. 'but Miss Lathbury...' She Sounded Puzzled And Distressed And I Began To Realise That My Question Had Struck At Something Deep And Fundamental. It Was The Kind Of Question That Starts A Landslide In The Mind. I Mumbled Something About Making A Joke And That Of Course One Needed Tea Always, At Every Hour Of The Day Or Night.

There Are Various Ways Of Mending A Broken Heart, But Perhaps Going To A Learned Conference Is One Of The More Unusual.

She Had Always Been An Unashamed Reader Of Novels.

I Love Evensong. There's Something Sad And Essentially English About It.