The One Bach Piece I Learnt Made

Thinking Of Death--strange, Beautiful, Terrible And A Long Way Off--made Me Feel Happier Than Ever.

I Could Marry The Devil Himself If He Had Some Money.

There Is Something Revolting About The Way Girls' Minds So Often Jump To Marriage Long Before They Jump To Love.

It Is Rather Exciting To Write By Moonlight.

Only Half A Page Left Now. Shall I Fill It With 'i Love You, I Love You'-- Like Father's Page Of Cats On The Mat? No. Even A Broken Heart Doesn't Warrant A Waste Of Good Paper.