Persistent Prophecy Is A Familiar Way Of

This Writer, Who Is Horribly Perspicacious And Vigorous, Demonstrates The Certainty Of A Great European War, And Regards It With The Peculiar Satisfaction Excited By Such Things In A Certain Order Of Mind. His Phrases About "dire Calamity" And So On Mean Nothing; The Whole Tenor Of His Writing Proves That He Represents, And Consciously, One Of The Forces Which Go To Bring War About; His Part In The Business Is A Fluent Irresponsibility, Which Casts Scorn On All Who Reluct At The "inevitable." Persistent Prophecy Is A Familiar Way Of Assuring The Event.

Perhaps It Is While Drinking Tea That I Most Of All Enjoy The Sense Of Leisure.

Honest Winter, Snow Clad And With The Frosted Beard, I Can Welcome Not Uncordially; But That Long Deferment Of The Calendar's Promise, That Weeping Loom Of March And April, That Bitter Blast Outraging The Honor Of May - How Often Has It Robbed Me Of Heart And Hope.

Literature Nowadays Is A Trade... The Successful Man Of Letters Is Your Skilful Tradesman. He Thinks First And Foremost Of The Markets.

One Of The Shining Moments Of My Day Is That When, Having Returned A Little Weary From An Afternoon Walk, I Exchange Boots For Slippers, Out-of-doors Coat For Easy, Familiar, Shabby Jacket, And, In My Deep, Soft-elbowed Chair, Await The Tea-tray.... [h]ow Delicious Is The Soft Yet Penetrating Odour Which Floats Into My Study, With The Appearance Of The Teapot!... What A Glow Does It Bring After A Walk In Chilly Rain!