My little doga heartbeat at my feet.

There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person however dear and beloved but an expansion an interpretation of ones self the very meaning of ones soul.

Each time you happen to me all over again.

You mustnt tell your dreams. Miss Testvalley says nothing bores people so much as being told other peoples dreams. Nan said nothing but an iron gate seemed to clang shut in her - the gate that was so often slammed by careless hands. As if anyone could be bored by such dreams as hers