Oxford Lends Sweetness To Labour And Dignity

She Envied Ralph His Dying, For If One Were Thinking Of Rest That Was The Most Perfect Of All. To Cease Utterly, To Give It All Up And Not Know Anything More — This Idea Was As Sweet As The Vision Of A Cool Bath In A Marble Tank, In A Darkened Chamber, In A Hot Land.

However British You May Be, I Am More British Still.

If You Have Work To Do, Don't Wait To Feel Like It; Set To Work And You Will Feel Like It.

We Must For Dear Life Make Our Own Counter-realities.

She Had An Immense Curiosity About Life, And Was Constantly Staring And Wondering.