Genius, apart from natural sensitiveness, is prone equally to unreasoning joy and to bitterest morbidness.

I've never made plans for more than a day ahead.

One's thoughts are one's most crucial adventures. Seriously and strongly and intently to contemplate doing murder is everyway more exciting, more romantic, more profoundly tragic than the murder done.

Well, if I am not vulgar, neither is my book. I wrote myself. Suggestiveness is always vulgar. But truth never. My book is not even remotely suggestive. I call things by their names. That is all.

Genius, apart from natural sensitiveness, is prone equally to unreasoning joy and to bitterest morbidness.

Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul.

I want to live quietly.