You've such a lovely temperature.

But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.

It is impossible to believe the emotional and spiritual intensity and pure, classic beauty that can be produced by a man, an animal, and a piece of scarlet serge draped over a stick.

He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.

You must be prepared to work always without applause.

Mr. Barnes, it is because I have lived very much that now I can enjoy everything so well

I read my own books sometimes to cheer me when it is hard to write, and then I remember that it was always difficult, and how nearly impossible it was sometimes.