. . . to walk alone in London is the greatest rest.

“He thought her beautiful, believed her impeccably wise; dreamed of her, wrote p…”

“One rose leaf, falling from an enormous height, like a little parachute dropped…”

“How curiously one is changed by the addition, even at a distance, of a friend. …”

“One ought to sink to the bottom of the sea, probably, and live alone with ones …”