i will show you fear in a handful of dust." t.s. eliot we don't actually fear death, we fear that no one will notice our absence, that we will disappear without a trace.

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

The chief danger about Paris is that it is such a strong stimulant.

I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat.

If you do not push the boundaries, you will never know where they are.

Our difficulties of the moment must always be dealt with somehow, but our permanent difficulties are difficulties of every moment.

But it seems that something has happened that has never happened before: though we know not just when, or why, or how, or where.