When Each Thing Is Unique In Itself,

I Know The Greatness Of Christianity; It Is A Past Greatness.. I Live In 1924, And The Christian Venture Is Done.

How Ravished One Could Be Without Ever Being Touched. Ravished By Dead Words Become Obscene And Dead Ideas Become Obsessions.

Whether I Get On In The World Is A Question; But I Certainly Don't Get On Very Well With The World.

The Elephant, The Huge Old Beast, Is Slow To Mate

It Is So Much More Difficult To Live With One's Body Than With One's Soul. One's Body Is So Much More Exacting: What It Won't Have It Won't Have, And Nothing Can Make Bitter Into Sweet.