"I should like to lie on the grass beside a big river and look up at the sun until the sun went down — and then go slowly home to a little house hidden in a ring of poplar trees — carrying a large bunch of daisies. Do you see this house? It is a new one — just built at this moment—it is in some place very far away and there are woods near, and this river. A tiny little balcony has a table on it with a red and white cloth and a jar of clovers — and we sit there in the evenings, smoke and drink tea. Now you can build a little of it."