... the advantages of being a postman seemed more and more dubious. It is not a congenial profession for anyone who is at all sensitive, for people visit upon the postman all their first annoyance at receiving a couple of bills when they looked for a love-letter, and if a packet is insufficiently stamped they hand over the pennies as though to a despicable bandit, too outrageous to be denied, too groveling to be feared.
Sylvia Townsend WarnerOnly two things are real to me: my love and my death. In between them, I merely exist as a scatter of senses.
Sylvia Townsend WarnerI wish I could write librettos for the rest of my life. It is the purest of human pleasures, a heavenly hermaphroditism of being both writer and musician. No wonder that selfish beast Wagner kept it all to himself.
Sylvia Townsend WarnerWealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.
Sylvia Townsend Warner