If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools.
Katherine MansfieldWhat I feel for you canโt be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise โ it beats words. It beats worlds. I promise
Katherine MansfieldWhat happiness it is to listen to rain at night; joyful relief, ease; a lapping-round and hushing and brooding tenderness, all are mingled together in the sound of the fast-falling rain. God, looking down upon the rainy earth, sees how faint are these lights shining in little windows, - how easily put out.
Katherine Mansfield