To long for everything: sorrow; to accept everything: joy.

I have such a horror of telegrams that ask me how I am!! I always want to reply dead.

I'm a writer first and a woman after.

There are always these moments in life when the limits of suffering are reached and we become heroes and heroines.

we cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves.

Could we change our attitude, we should not only see life differently, but life itself would come to be different.

My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well.