I wonder if we are all wrong about each other, if we are just composing unwritten novels about the people we meet?
Rebecca WestI always have beauty around me, for I have but to go to my piano, and trace one of the million designs that have been made by my masters.
Rebecca West... A La Recherche du Temps Perdu is like a beautiful hand with long fingers reaching out to pluck a perfect fruit, without error,for the accurate eye knows well it is growing just there on the branch, while Ulysses is the fumbling of a horned hand in darkness after a doubted jewel.
Rebecca WestAn audience proves its discipline by its capacity for stillness. Those who have never practiced continuous application to an exacting process cannot settle down to simple watching; they must chew gum, they must dig the peel off their oranges, they must shift from foot to foot, from buttock to buttock.
Rebecca West