It is not necessarily poverty of spirit that makes a woman surround herself with life - it can be a superabundance of interest.

People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.

I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.

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

Every author ought to write every book as if he were going to be beheaded the day he finished it.

Hard to sit here and be close to you, and not kiss you.

There's a right way of doing things and a wrong way. If you've made up your mind to be different from everybody else, I don't suppose I can stop you, but I really don't think it's very considerate.