At my time of life, one knows that the worst is usually true.

Best of an island is once you get there - you can't go any farther...you've come to the end of things.

To feel admiration for a man all through one's married life would, I think, be excessively tedious.

Why shouldn't I hate her? She did the worst thing to me that anyone can do to anyone else. Let them believe that they're loved and wanted and then show them that it's all a sham.

Liking is more important than loving. It lasts. I want what is between us to last, Luke. I don't want us just to love each other and marry and get tired of each other and then want to marry some one else.

There's no agony like [getting started]. You sit in a room, biting pencils, looking at a typewriter, walking about, or casting yourself down on a sofa, feeling you want to cry your head off.

I don't know. I don't know at all. And that's what's frightening the life out of me. To have no idea.