I Realised That One Might Love Him

Perhaps I Need Some Shattering Experience To Awaken And Inspire Me, Or At Least To Give Me Some Emotion To Recollect In Tranquility. But How To Get It? Sit Here And Wait For It Or Go Out And Seek It? . . . I Expect It Will Be Sit And Wait.

I Imagine The Proverb About Too Many Cooks Spoiling The Broth Can Be Applied To Writing As Well As Anything Else. The Poetical Or Literary Broth Is Better Cooked By One Person.

My Thoughts Went Round And Round And It Occurred To Me That If I Ever Wrote A Novel It Would Be Of The 'stream Of Consciousness' Type And Deal With An Hour In The Life Of A Woman At The Sink.

The Burden Of Keeping Three People In Toilet Paper Seemed To Me Rather A Heavy One.

I Love Evensong. There's Something Sad And Essentially English About It.