The ostrich burying its head in the sand does at any rate wish to convey the impression that its head is the most important part of it.

If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.

Oh, impossible. Fancy cream puffs so soon after breakfast. The very idea made one shudder. All the same, two minutes later Jose and Laura were licking their fingers with that absorbed inward look that only comes from whipped cream.

I feel I must live alone, alone, alone - with artists only to touch the door. Every artist cuts off his ear and nails it on the outside of the door for the others to shout into.

When we begin to take our failures non-seriously, it means we are ceasing to be afraid of them.

Once we have learned to read, meaning of words can somehow register without consciousness.

Do you remember your childhood? I am always coming across these marvelous accounts by writers who declare that they remember 'everything.' I certainly don't. The dark stretches, the blanks, are much bigger than the bright glimpses. I seem to have spent most of my time like a plant in a cupboard.