Marriage is tough, because it is woven of all these various elements, the weak and the strong. "In love-ness" is fragile for it is woven only with the gossamer threads of beauty. It seems to me absurd to talk about "happy" and "unhappy" marriages.

The beach is not the place to work; to read, write or think.

Travelers are always discoverers, especially those who travel by air. There are no signposts in the sky to show a man has passed that way before. There are no channels marked. The flier breaks each second into new uncharted seas.

People don't want to be understood - I mean not completely. It's too destructive. Then they haven't anything left. They don't want complete sympathy or complete understanding. They want to be treated carelessly and taken for granted lots of times.

... writing letters is thinking, just as talking to you is thinking.

You can’t just write and write and put things in a drawer. They wither without the warm sun of someone else’s appreciation.

When the heart is flooded with love there is no room in it for fear, for doubt, for hesitation.