You are mine-you know you're mine!" he cried wildly...the moonlight twisted in through the vines and listened...the fireflies hung upon their whispers as if to win his glance from the glory of their eyes.

Courage to me means ploughing through that dull gray mist that comes down on life-not only overriding people and circumstances but overriding the bleakness of living. A sort of insistence on the value of life and the worth of transient things...My courage is faith-faith in the eternal resilience of me-that joy'll come back, and hope and spontaneity. And I feel that till it does, I've got to keep my lips shut and my chin high, and my eyes wide

She smiled, a moving childish smile that was like all the lost youth in the world.

i'm a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires

Sometimes I don't know whether I'm real or whether I'm a character in one of my novels.

I see you're looking at my cuff buttons." I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now.

We all must try to be good.