I miss you horribly, and apart from that am permanently infuriated by the thought of what you could make of this country if only you could be got her… - Vita Sackville-West

The works of God, I always felt, were given freely to anyone who could appreciate them whether millionaire or pauper…

You will get letters, very reasoned and illuminating, from many people; I cannot write you that sort of letter now, I can only tell you that I am shaken, which may seem to you useless and silly, but which is really a greater tribute than pages of calm appreciation...

While many a lovely ship below sailed by On unknown errand, kempt and leisurely; And after each, oh, after each, my heart Fled forth, as, watching from the Downs apart, I shared with ships good joys and fortunes wide That might befall their beauty and their pride…