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"It isn't possible to love & part....you can transmutate love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it ouf of you. Love is eternal."
At the side of the everlasting Why, there is a yes! And a yes! And a yes!
She recalled the free, pleasant life of her home, where she was allowed to do everything, and where nothing ever happened to her.
. . . life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t'other from which . . .
Riposte of "that old lady in the anecdote who was accused by her nieces of being illogical," Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish! How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?
How do I know what I think until I see what I say?
I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I'd like to be.
Railway termini . . . are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return.
Personal relations are the important thing for ever and ever, and not this outer life of telegrams and anger.
