I do love translating; it is the pure pleasure of writing without the misery of inventing.
Nancy MitfordSpring came late, but when it came it was hand-in-hand with summer, and almost at once everything was baking and warm, and in the villages the people danced every night on concrete dancing floors under the plane trees.
Nancy MitfordIt's a funny thing that people are always ready to admit it if they've no talent for drawing or music, whereas everyone imagines that they themselves are capable of true love, which is a talent like any other, only far more rare.
Nancy Mitford