You aren't ill: it is just that you are made of second-rate materials

My tidiness, and my untidiness, are full of regret and remorse and complex feelings.

Every day silence harvests its victims. Silence is a mortal illness.

Being moderate with oneself and generous with others; this is what is meant by having a just relationship with money, by being free as far as money is concerned.

The English have no imagination: and yet they do show imagination in two things - two only. In the evening-clothes worn by old ladies, and in their cafés.

But that was the best time of my life, and only now that it has gone from me forever -- only now do I realize it.

When I write stories I am like someone who is in her own country, walking along streets that she has known since she was a child, between walls and trees that are hers.