I Love Criticism Just So Long As

I'm Not A Heavy Drinker, I Can Sometimes Go For Hours Without Touching A Drop.

Never Mind, Dear, We're All Made The Same, Though Some More Than Others.

The Stately Homes Of England, How Beautiful They Stand, To Prove The Upper Classes, Have Still The Upper Hand.

That Strange Feeling We Had In The War. Have You Found Anything In Your Lives Since To Equal It In Strength? A Sort Of Splendid Carelessness It Was, Holding Us Together.

My Body Has Certainly Wandered A Good Deal, But I Have An Uneasy Suspicion That My Mind Has Not Wandered Enough.