If One Can't Be Happy, One Must

Twice In Her Life She Had Mistaken Something Else For It; It Was Like Seeing Somebody In The Street Who You Think Is A Friend, You Whistle And Wave And Run After Him, And It Is Not Only Not The Friend, But Not Even Very Like Him. A Few Minutes Later The Real Friend Appears In View, And Then You Can't Imagine How You Ever Mistook That Other Person For Him. Linda Was Now Looking Upon The Authentic Face Of Love, And She Knew It, But It Frightened Her. That It Should Come So Casually, So Much By A Series Of Accidents, Was Frightening.

Always Be Civil To The Girls, You Never Know Who They May Marry.

Spring Came Late, But When It Came It Was Hand-in-hand With Summer, And Almost At Once Everything Was Baking And Warm, And In The Villages The People Danced Every Night On Concrete Dancing Floors Under The Plane Trees.

The Test Of A Cook Is How She Boils An Egg. My Boiled Eggs Are Fantastic, Fabulous. Sometimes As Hard As A 100 Carat Diamond, Or Again Soft As A Feather Bed, Or Running Like A Cooling Stream, They Can Also Burst Like Fireworks From Their Shells And Take On The Look And Rubbery Texture Of A Baby Octopus. Never A Dull Egg, With Me.

Always Be Civil To The Girls, You Never Know Who They May Marry' Is A Aphorism Which Has Saved Many An English Spinster From Being Treated Like An Indian Widow.