It Was A Book To Kill Time

I Seldom Meet Actors, They Are To Me Bright Strange Fishes Swimming In An Element Alien To Me; I Feel That To Meet Them Is To See Life.

Still I Sojourn Here, Alone And Palely Loitering, Though The Sedge Is Withered From The Lake And No Birds Sing. For I Sent The Bath Towel To The Wash This Morning, And Omitted To Put Out Another. I Have No Towel.

I Can Think Of Few Things More Disastrous Than Starting A New Correspondence With Any One. Letters Are A Burden Indeed ... They Seem Often The Last Straw That Breaks The Back ... You Should See The Piles Of Those That I Must Answer That Litter And Weight My Writing Table.

News Is Like Food: It Is The Cooking And Serving That Makes It Acceptable, Not The Material Itself.

Parents Are Untamed, Excessive, Potentially Troublesome Creatures; Charming To Be With For A Time, In The Main They Must Lead Their Own Lives, Independent And Self-employed, With Companions Of Their Own Age And Selection.