It's only by being obstinate that anything is got, or done.

Once you have felt the Indian dust, you will never be free of it.

With everything that happens to you, with everyone you meet who is important to you, you either die a little or are born.

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.

If you love the wrong people it's still love, isn't it, no matter what kind of love.

To wake for the first time in a new place can be like another birth.

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