A body without bones would be a limp impossible mess, so a day without steady routine would be disruptive and chaotic.

I have never written a book that was not born out of a question I needed to answer for myself.

More than any other beauty (though it is true of all beauty except in art) passion seems to me to have the seeds of its own destruction in it.

Innocence is not pure so much as pleased, Always expectant, bright-eyed, self-enclosed

The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.

It's extraordinary how little two people can understand each other and how cruel two people who are fond of each other can be to each other - there is practically no cruelty so awful because their power to hurt is so great.

For to be desperate is to discover strength. / We die of comfort and by conflict live.