it is so difficult not to become vain about one's own good luck.

She offered her mouth to him, as if enchanted. A Persian princess, a little Indian, a fox, a morning glory, a lovely wisteria--it always pleased them when you told them they looked like something, like something else.

I tore myself away from the safe comfort of certainties through my love for truth - and truth rewarded me.

I never thought of myself as being in the avant-garde. I said what I had to say, as I was able to say it.

Harmony between two individuals is never granted-it has to be conquered indefinitely.

There is only one good. And that is to act according to the dictates of one's conscience.

To be a woman, if not a defect, is at least a peculiarity.