Thoughts Fly And Words Go

A Child's Fear Is A World Whose Dark Corners Are Quite Unknown To Grownup People; It Has Its Sky And Its Abysses, A Sky Without Stars, Abysses Into Which No Light Can Ever Penetrate.

Within Ourselves Is Not Very Far And Yet It Is So Far That One's Whole Life Is Not Always Long Enough To Get There.

If People Only Knew What Lies At The Heart Of My Novels! What A Tumult Of Desires These Carefully Written Pages Conceal! I Sometimes Have A Loathing For The Furious Cravings That Give Me No Peace Except When I Am Working.

A Dish Around Which I See Too Many People Doesn't Tempt Me.

Yesterday, Happiness Came In Suddenly, As It Used To, And Remained For A Moment In The Great, Dark, Silent Drawing Room.