Why Is Summer Mist Romantic And Autumn

Walking Down Belmotte Was The Oddest Sensation-- Every Step Took Us Deeper Into The Mist Until At Last It Closed Over Our Heads. It Was Like Being Drowned In The Ghost Of Water.

Americans Do Seem To Say Things Which Make The English Notice England.

How I Wish I Lived In A Jane Austen Novel!

It Came To Me That Hyde Park Has Never Belonged To London - That It Has Always Been , In Spirit, A Stretch Of Countryside; And That It Links The Londons Of All Periods Together Most Magically - By Remaining Forever Unchanged At The Heart Of A Ever-changing Town.

I Was Wandering Around As Usual, In My Unpleasantly Populated Sub-conscious.