Regret Is An Appalling Waste Of Time.

To Long For Everything: Sorrow; To Accept Everything: Joy.

Letters Are The Real Curse Of My Existence. I Hate To Write Them: I Have To. If I Don't, There They Are - The Great Guilty Gates Barring My Way.

Whenever I Prepare For A Journey I Prepare As Though For Death. Should I Never Return, All Is In Order.

The Pleasure Of All Reading Is Doubled When One Lives With Another Who Shares The Same Books.

How Idiotic Civilization Is! Why Be Given A Body If You Have To Keep It Shut Up In A Case Like A Rare, Rare Fiddle?