There has been a marvelous joyous carnival of mourning for Edith Piaf and Jean Coctaeau, and it was real! They died as they had lived, with style and grace and their proper eccentricity; and Paris loves anybody who can live anarchically and be delightful entertainment at the same time. So do I.

I have not much interest in anyone's personal history after the tenth year, not even my own. Whatever one was going to be was all prepared before that.

Childhood is the fiery furnace in which we are melted down to essentials and that essential shaped for good.

I can pray better when I'm comfortable.

Trust your happiness and the richness of your life at this moment. It is as true and as much yours as anything else that ever happened to you.

Writing does not exclude the full life; it demands it.

There are so many things that we are capable of, that we could be or do. The potentialities are so great that we never, any of us, are more than one-fourth fulfilled.