Now it never gets warm, and I feel the contrast between the coolness in here and the heat outside most acutely, almost as a pain.

The older we grow the more ready we are to abandon to the young the things we ourselves used most to enjoy.

The only thing which we old folks do not willingly relinquish is personal comfort, and I thank you for enduring annoyances so patiently for the sake of securing mine .-- It is a terrific summer! You, Paula, from the heights of Lebanon, know what ice is.

How often have I wished that I could have a bed of snow.

To feel myself one with that fresh, still coldness would be all I wish for! The cold air which you dread does me good.