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If you would really study my pleasure, mother, you must consider your own comfort and convenience a little more than you do.

if I can gain the public ear at all, I would rather whisper a few wholesome truths therein than much soft nonsense

Maybe Anne felt men did not really make sense, a suspicion that has occurred to women before and since.

Anne Brontë studies the dynamics of group mentality, the mutual reinforcement of male 'club' behaviour.

If I tire, it will be of living in the world with you; not of living without your mockery of love.

What the world stigmatizes as romantic is often more nearly allied to the truth than is commonly supposed.

Cats, I always think, only jump into your lap to check if you are cold enough, yet, to eat.

You mean we're going chronological order within each author? he gasped. But no one even knows for sure when Shakespeare wrote his plays! Well, I blustered, we know he wrote Romeo and Juliet before The Tempest. I'd like to see that reflected on our shelves. George says that was one of the few times he has seriously contemplated divorce.

I have never met a miserly wine lover.

Shakespeare was an anti-Semite

We're so fortunate here, away from the turmoil. We wouldn't have to give a moment's thought to all this suffering if it weren't for the fact that we're so worried about those we hold dear, whom we can no longer help.

El papel es más paciente que los hombres.

Father emptied a card file for Margot and me and filled it with index cards that are blank on one side. This is to become our reading file, in which Margot and I are supposed to note down the books we've read, the author and the date.

Our only diversions are reading, studying and listening to the wireless.

few nights ago I was the topic of discussion, and we all decided I was an ignoramus.

It's strange, writing a diary. Of course, I've written things before, but who will be interested in the thoughts of a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl? Well, does it matter? I want to write, and I want to bring out so many things that lie deep in my heart.

Actually, I'm what a romantic movie is to a profound thinker—a mere diversion, a comic interlude, something that is soon forgotten: not bad, but not particularly good either.

I seriously doubt whether anyone will be interested in this dribble

Lord Carradice managed to look wicked, smug, and saintly, all at the same time.

There is no need to shove, his duchess said snippily. There is every need. Think of it not as shoving, but an affectionate nudge.

But grace can be the experience of a second wind, when even though what you want is clarity and resolution, what you get is stamina and poignancy and the strength to hang on.

Toddlers can make you feel as if you have violated some archaic law in their personal Koran and you should die, infidel.

A writer paradoxically seeks the truth and tells lies every step of the way.

I naively believe that self-love is 80 percent of the solution, that it helps beyond words to take yourself through the day as you would with your most beloved mental-patient relative, with great humor and lots of small treats.