Style Is A Magic Wand, And Turns

People Say That Life Is The Thing, But I Prefer Reading.

Give Me A Bed And A Book And I Am Happy.

How Can They Say My Life Is Not A Success? Have I Not For More Than Sixty Years Got Enough To Eat And Escaped Being Eaten?

If We Shake Hands With Icy Fingers, It Is Because We Have Burnt Them So Horribly Before.

There Are People Whose Society I Find Delicious; But When I Sit Alone And Think Of Them I Shudder.