However Deep Our Devotion May Be To

An Author Who Waits For The Right 'mood' Will Soon Find That 'moods' Get Fewer And Fewer Until They Cease Altogether.

Babies Are A Nuisance, Of Course. But So Does Everything Seem To Be That Is Worth While – Husbands And Books And Committees And Being Loved And Everything. We Have To Choose Between Barren Ease And Rich Unrest – Or Rather, One Does Not Choose.

I Know One Husband And Wife Who, Whatever The Official Reasons Given To The Court For The Break Up Of Their Marriage, Were Really Divorced Because The Husband Believed That Nobody Ought To Read While He Was Talking And The Wife That Nobody Ought To Talk While She Was Reading.

Modern War And Modern Civilisation Are Utterly Incompatible...one Or The Other Must Go.

Belated Maternity Has Had Its Compensations; Small Children Have A Habit Of Conferring Persistent Youth Upon Their Parents, And By Their Eager Vitality Postpone The Unenterprising Cautions And Timidities Of Middle Age.