Sorrow has the fortunate peculiarity that it preys upon itself. It dies of starvation. Since it is essentially an interruption of habits, it can be replaced by new habits. Constituting, as it does, a void, it is soon filled up by a real horror vacuum.

Sorrow has the fortunate peculiarity that it preys upon itself. It dies of starvation. Since it is essentially an interruption of habits, it can be replaced by new habits. Constituting, as it does, a void, it is soon filled up by a real horror vacuum.

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

No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.

Oh, I have loved him too much to feel no hate for him.

I, too, am beginning to feel an immense need to become a savage and create a new world.

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