Very often a change of self is needed more than a change of scene.

The worst sorrows in life are not in its losses and misfortunes, but its fears.

Readjusting is a painful process, but most of us need it at one time or another.

Land of Hope and Glory, Mother of the Free, / How shall we extol thee, who are born of thee? / Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set; / God who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet.

Friend, of my infinite dreams Little enough endures; Little howe'er it seems, It is yours, all yours.

I read the newspaper avidly. It is my one form of continuous fiction.