I Could Marry The Devil Himself If

I Believe It Is Customary To Get One's Washing Over First In Baths And Bask Afterwards; Personally, I Bask First. I Have Discovered That The First Few Minutes Are The Best And Not To Be Wasted-- My Brain Always Seethes With Ideas And Life Suddenly Looks Much Better Than Did.

Death Is Too Much To Ask Of The Living.

I Wonder If There Isn't A Catch About Having Plenty Of Money? Does It Eventually Take The Pleasure Out Of Things?

Rose Doesn’t Like The Flat Country, But I Always Did – Flat Country Seems To Give The Sky Such A Chance.

I Could Hear Rain Still Pouring From The Gutters And A Thin Branch Scraping Against One Of The Windows; But The Church Seemed Completely Cut Off From The Restless Day Outside--just As I Felt Cut Off From The Church. I Thought: I Am A Restlessness Inside A Stillness Inside A Restlessness.