I like to swear over it now and then (especially when I pass a London hospital), but I soon force myself to think of something else.

You must do the same--even to the swearing, if you like.

There's a tendency in our time to excess of humanitarianism--I mean a sort of lachrymose habit which really does no good.

You represent it in some degree, I'm afraid--eh?
Well, well, you've lived too much alone--you've got into the way of brooding; the habit of social life will strengthen you." "I hope so, Denzil." "Oh, undoubtedly! One more little drop of wine before the coffee.
Nonsense! You need stimulus; your vitality is low.

I shall prescribe for you henceforth.