Writing Does Not Exclude The Full Life;

In This Moment She Felt That She Had Been Robbed Of An Enormous Number Of Valuable Things, Whether Material Or Intangible: Things Lost Or Broken By Her Own Fault, Things She Had Forgotten And Left In Houses When She Moved: Books Borrowed From Her And Not Returned, Journeys She Had Planned And Had Not Made, Words She Had Waited To Hear Spoken To Her And Had Not Heard, And The Words She Meant To Answer With. . . .

You Are Right, None Of Us Live Enough, And Sometimes I Think It Is Because We Mistake Hurrah And Hullabaloo For Experience, We Get A Sock In The Eye And Think It Is A Broken Heart.

Two-thirds Of My Energies Go In Trying To Save One-third For Work.

It Is As Hard To Find A Neutral Critic As It Is A Neutral Country In Time Of War. I Suppose If A Critic Were Neutral, He Wouldn't Trouble To Write Anything.

Marriage Is A Public Declaration Of A Man And A Woman That They Have Formed A Secret Alliance, With The Intention To Belong To, And Share With Each Other, A Mystical Estate; Mystical Exactly In The Sense That The Real Experience Cannot Be Communicated To Others, Nor Explained Even To Oneself On Rational Grounds.