And must I, perchance, like careful writers, guard myself against the conclusions of my readers?
Djuna BarnesGod, children know something they can't tell; they like Red Riding Hood and the wolf in bed!
Djuna BarnesMadness to us means reversion; to such people as Una and Lena it meant progression. Now their uncle had entered into a land beyond them, the land of fancy. For fifty years he had been as they were, silent, hard-working, unimaginative. Then all of a sudden, like a scholar passing his degree, he had gone up into another form.
Djuna Barnes