Life is the saddest thing there is, next to death.

One of the great things about travel is you find out how many good, kind people there are.

In the summer New York was the only place in which one could escape from New Yorkers.

The visible world is a daily miracle for those who have eyes and ears; and I still warm hands thankfully at the old fire, though every year it is fed with the dry wood of more old memories.

Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.

They are all alike you know. They hold their tongues for years and you think you're safe, but when the opportunity comes they remember everything.

I am secretly afraid of animals.... I think it is because of the usness in their eyes, with the underlying not-usness which beliesit, and is so tragic a reminder of the lost age when we human beings branched off and left them: left them to eternal inarticulateness and slavery. Why? their eyes seem to ask us.