It was testimony to the romantic speculation he inspired that there were whispers about him from those who had found little that it was necessary to whisper about in this world.

my imagination persisted in sticking horrors into the dark- so I stuck my imagination into the dark instead, and let it look out at me.

Dear, don't think of getting out of bed yet. I've always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.

Life plays the same lovely and agonizing joke on all of us.

The sun had gone down behind the tall apartments of the movie stars in the West Fifties, and the unclear voices of children, already gathered like crikets on the grass, rose through the hot twilight.

She saw something awful in the very simplicity she failed to understand.

Beautiful things grow to a certain height and then they fail and fade off, breathing out memories as they decay.