Shame can be self-indulgence too.

- Eleanor Clark

How smartly September comes in, like a racing gig, all style, no confusion.

- Eleanor Clark

Doubt remains a luxury I won't do without.

- Eleanor Clark

You are eating the sea, that's it, only the sensation of a gulp of sea water has been wafted out of it by some sorcery, and you are on the verge of r…

- Eleanor Clark

It is like a party all the time; nobody has to worry about giving one or being invited; it is going on every day in the street and you can go down or…

- Eleanor Clark

Rome is ... an impossible compounding of time, in which no century has respect for any other and all hit you in a jumble at every turn.

- Eleanor Clark

Even a tourist can tell in a Roman street that he is in something and not outside of something as he would be in most cities. In Rome to go out is to…

- Eleanor Clark

If you don't love life you can't enjoy an oyster; there is a shock of freshness to it and intimations of the ages of man, some piercing intuition of …

- Eleanor Clark

The fresh start is always an illusion but a necessary one.

- Eleanor Clark