I have never kept diaries. I just remember a lot and am more self-centered than most people.

Few people, very few, have a treasure, and if you do you must hang onto it. You must not let yourself be waylaid, and have it taken from you.

What she wants to do if she can get the time to do it, is not so much to live in the past as to open it up and get one good look at it".

I would really hope this would make people see the short story as an important art, not just something you played around with until you got a novel.

And now such a warm commotion, such busy love.

In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.

There is a limit to the amount of misery and disarray you will put up with, for love, just as there is a limit to the amount of mess you can stand around a house. You can't know the limit beforehand, but you will know when you've reached it. I believe this.