To me and my kind life itself is a story and we have to tell it in stories - that is the way it falls.

A writer who has never explored words, who has never searched, seeded, sieved, sifted through his knowledge and memory...dictiona ries, thesaurus, poems, favorite paragraphs, to find the right word, is like someone owning a gold mine who has never mined it.

Every time a child, any child, is born, it is new - and different; that is the wonder.

in California I began to think that, except on the beaches, no-one had the use of their legs.

I loved Mr. Darcy far more than any of my own husbands.

Most grown people are like icebergs, three-tenths showing, seven-tenths submerged - that is why a collision with one of them is unexpectedly hurtful.

Wanting is the beginning of getting.