Real Life Seems To Have No Plots.

I Wonder The Human Race Has Been So Fond Of Migrations, When The Young Take So Hardly To Traveling.

I Think I Feel On The Whole That Something's There Trying To Get Out ... It's Sort Of Trying To Get Out And Wants Help.

The Plot Is Not Very Important To Me, Though A Novel Must Have One, Of Course. It's Just A Line To Hang The Washing On.

People Have Never Lost What They Think They Have.

Appearances Are Not Held To Be A Clue To The Truth,' Said His Cousin. 'but We Seem To Have No Other.