The people we are most fond of are not good for us when we are ill.

“Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it matt…”

“He sighed profoundly, and flung himself - there was a passion in his movements …”

“There was a star riding through clouds one night, ”

“I want to dance, laugh, eat pink cakes, yellow cakes, drink thin, sharp wine. O…”