roses are the only flowers at garden-parties; the only flowers that everybody is certain of knowing.
Katherine MansfieldMy love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well.
Katherine MansfieldWhy it should be such an effort to write to the people one loves I can't imagine. It's none at all to write to those who don't really count.
Katherine MansfieldHow hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you โ you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences โ like rags and shreds of your very life.
Katherine Mansfield