Occupation: Author Birth: June 22, 1906 Death: February 7, 2001
These bright roofs, these steep towers, these jewel-lakes, these skeins of railroad line - all spoke to her and she answered. She was glad they were ….
The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to..
After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood..
And one perfect day can give clues for a more perfect life..
Only when a tree has fallen can you take the measure of it. It is the same with a man..
Why is it that you can sometimes feel the reality of people more keenly through a letter than face to face?.
Rivers perhaps are the only physical features of the world that are at their best from the air..
And if flying, like a glass-bottomed bucket, can give you that vision, that seeing eye, which peers down on the still world below the choppy waves - ….
Fame is a kind of death because it arrests life around the person in the public eye..
I feel I should not be ... so at the mercy of people's regard. And yet - it is the artist's desire for communication too; without the answering voice….
The most exhausting thing you can do is to be inauthentic..
To me there is something completely and satisfyingly restful in that stretch of sea and sand, sea and sand and sky - complete peace, complete fulfill….
A note of music gains significance from the silence on either side..
I do not like talking casually to people - it does not interest me - and most of them are unwilling to talk at all seriously..
How one hates to think of oneself as alone. How one avoids it. It seems to imply rejection or unpopularity..
For relationships, too, must be like islands. One must accept them for what they are here and now, within their limits - islands surrounded and inter….
The signs that presage growth, so similar, it seems to me, to those in early adolescence: discontent, restlessness, doubt, despair, longing, are inte….
war is a thug's game. The thug strikes first and harder. He doesn't go by rules and he isn't afraid of hurting people..
It was a magic caused by the collision of modern methods and old ones; modern history and ancient; accessibility and isolation. And it was a magic wh….
Don't wish me happiness - I don't expect to be happy it's gotten beyond that, somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor - I will nee….
We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of time and resist in terror its ebb. We are afra….