Looking back, I imagine I was always writing. Twaddle it was too. But…

It's a terrible thing to be alone — yes it is — it is — but don't lower your mask until you have another mask prepared beneath — as terrible as you like — but a mask.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools. With mushrooms it is so simple — you salt them well, put them aside and have patience. But with love, you have no sooner lighted on anything that …

To work — to work! It is such infinite delight to know that we still have the best things to do.

To acknowledge the presence of fear is to give birth to failure.

Would you not like to try all sorts of lives — one is so very small — but that is the satisfaction of writing — one can impersonate so many people.

I'm a writer first & a woman after.