I Loved You When Love Was Spring,

Travel Is The Most Private Of Pleasures. There Is No Greater Bore Than The Travel Bore. We Do Not In The Least Want To Hear What He Has Seen In Hong-kong.

It Is Necessary To Write, If The Days Are Not To Slip Emptily By. How Else, Indeed, To Clap The Net Over The Butterfly Of The Moment?

I Miss You Even More Than I Could Have Believed; And I Was Prepared To Miss You A Good Deal.

Nothing Shows Up The Difference Between The Things Said Or Read, So Much As The Daily Experience Of It.

All Craftsmen Share A Knowledge. They Have Heldreality Down Fluttering To A Bench.