As Regards Plots I Find Real Life

I Never Agree With The Compliments Paid To It. It Is Not A Great Healer. It Is An Indifferent And Perfunctory One. Sometimes It Does Not Heal At All. And Sometimes When It Seems To, No Healing Has Been Necessary.

As Regards Plots I Find Real Life No Help At All. Real Life Seems To Have No Plots.

There Is Probably Nothing Like Living Together For Blinding People To Each Other.

Ah, We Have To Be Generous To Be Grateful ... One Has Oneself To Be A Giver.

Well, Buttermere, This Is A Day That Is Good To Live And Breathe In, That Makes A Man Feel In His Prime. Standing Here In Front Of My House, I Feel As Young As When I Moved Into It Thirty Years Ago, In The Year Eighteen Hundred And Fifty-nine. What Aged Man Would You Take Me To Be, As I Step As It Were Casually Into Your View?