The sight of one's own heart is degrading; people are not meant to look inward - that's why they've been given bodies, to hide their souls.
Shirley JacksonDad and I did not care at all for your story in The New Yorker … [I]t does seem, dear, that this gloomy kind of story is what all you young people think about these days. Why don't you write something to cheer people up?
Shirley JacksonOn the moon we wore feathers in our hair, and rubies on our hands. On the moon we had gold spoons.
Shirley Jackson