Occupation: Writer Birth: December 17, 1884 Death: May 7, 1976
For a long time we dreamed of a real leather ball, and at last my brother had one for his birthday. The feel of the leather, the stitching round it, ….
I do find life difficult at times … and I behave childishly too, do foolish things, unworthy … I don't think one can have great imagination and great….