Don't you like to write letters? I do because it's such a swell way to keep from working and yet feel you've done something.

I was trying to write then and I found the greatest difficulty, aside from knowing what you really felt, rather that what you were supposed to feel, and had been taught to feel, was to put down what really happened in action; what the actual things which produced the emotion that you experienced.

There are the two curses of Spain, the bulls and the priests.

You see I'm trying in all my stories to get the feeling of the actual life across, not just to depict life, or criticize it, but to actually make it alive.

Oh, darling, I've been so miserable.

Worry destroys the ability to write. Ill health is bad in the ratio that it produces worry which attacks your subconscious and destroys your nerves.

Real seriousness in regard to writing being one of the two absolute necessities. The other, unfortunately, is talent.