To believe in a child is to believe in the Future.

A swift carriage, of a dark night, rattling with four horses over roads that one can’t see--that’s my idea of happiness.

When you forget to eat, you know you're alive.

If I were to live my life over again, I would be an American. I would steep myself in America, I would know no other land.

She took refuge on the firm ground of fiction, through which indeed there curled the blue river of truth.

Her reputation for reading a great deal hung about her like the cloudy envelope of a goddess in an epic.

Cats and monkeys; monkeys and cats; all human life is there.