It's wonderful how, the moment you talk about God and love, your voice becomes hard, and your eyes fill with hatred. No, Margret, you certainly haven't the true faith.

Everything can happen, everything is possible and probable. Time and place do not exist; on a significant bases of reality, the imagination spins, weaving new patterns; a mixture of memories, experiences, free fancies, incongruities and improvisations.

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.

if you are afraid of loneliness, don't get married

I always disliked dogs, those protectors of cowards who lack the courage to fight an assailant themselves.

I've thought of becoming a photographer! To save my talent as a writer.

Now I know the full power of evil. It makes ugliness seem beautiful and goodness seem ugly and weak.