There is the strange power we have of changing facts by the force of the imagination.
I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words.
The depths of the sea are only water after all.
I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.
How lovely goodness is in those who, stepping lightly, go smiling through the world.
Above all you must illumine your own soul with its profundities and its shallows, and its vanities and its generosities, and say what your beauty means to you or your plainness, and what is your relation to the ever-changing and turning world.
I really don't advise a woman who wants to have things her own way to get married
It is fatal to be a man or woman pure and simple: one must be a woman manly, or a man womanly.
In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.
For nothing was simply one thing.
As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.
Second hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegated feather, and have a charm which the domesticated volumes of the library lack.
Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.
And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves.
We are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself.
To enjoy freedom we have to control ourselves.
To make ideas effective, we must be able to fire them off. We must put them into action.
The world is crammed with delightful things
For now she need not think of anybody. She coud be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.
Thoughts without words… Can that be?
She dares me to pour myself out like a living waterfall. She dares me to enter the soul that is more than my own; she extinguishes fear in mere seconds. She lets light come through.
I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.
All extremes of feeling are allied to madness.
For beyond the difficulty of communicating oneself, there is the supreme difficulty of being oneself.
No passion is stronger in the breast of a man than the desire to make others believe as he believes. Nothing so cuts at the root of his happiness and fills him with rage as the sense that another rates low what he prizes high.
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