When I say "I fear" - don't let it disturb you, dearest heart. We all fear when we are in waiting-rooms. Yet we must pass beyond them, and if the oth….

Whatever happens I have had these blissful, perfect moments and they are worth living for..

To long for everything: sorrow; to accept everything: joy..

To be alive and to be a ‘writer’ is enough..

Letters are the real curse of my existence. I hate to write them: I have to. If I don't, there they are - the great guilty gates barring my way..

Regret is an appalling waste of energy, and no one who intends to be a writer can afford to indulge in it..

we cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves..

What can you do if you are thirty and, turning the corner of your own street, you are overcome, suddenly, by a feeling of bliss - absolute bliss - as….

Once we have learned to read, meaning of words can somehow register without consciousness..

I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A tim….

When we begin to take our failures non-seriously, it means we are ceasing to be afraid of them..

I am poor - obscure - just eighteen years of age - with a rapacious appetite for everything and principles as light as my purse..

The mind I love must have wild places..

Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long..

Children are unaccountable little creatures..

Winter is a terrible time for thin people - terrible! Why should it hound them down, fasten on them, worry them so? Why not, for a change, take a nip….

if one really does try to find out why it is that people don't leave each other, one discovers a mystery. It is because they can't; they are bound. A….

The late evening is the time of times. Then with that unearthly beauty before one it is not hard to realise how far one has to go. To write something….

The ostrich burying its head in the sand does at any rate wish to convey the impression that its head is the most important part of it..

My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well..

Bless you, my darling, and remember you are always in the heart - oh tucked so close there is no chance of escape - of your sister..