On the subject of dress almost no one, for one or another reason, feels truly indifferent: if their own clothes do not concern them, somebody else's do.
Elizabeth Bowen... love dreads being isolated, being left to speak in a void -- at the beginning it would often rather listen than speak.
Elizabeth BowenThe heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
Elizabeth BowenI am dead against art's being self-expression. I see an inherent failure in any story which fails to detach itself from the author-detach itself in the sense that a well-blown soap-bubble detaches itself from the bowl of the blower's pipe and spherically takes off into the air as a new, whole, pure, iridescent world. Whereas the ill-blown bubble, as children know, timidly adheres to the bowl's lip, then either bursts or sinks flatly back again.
Elizabeth Bowen