belated maternity has had its compensations; small children have a habit of conferring persistent youth upon their parents, and by their eager vitality postpone the unenterprising cautions and timidities of middle age.

We should never be at the mercy of Providence if only we understood that we ourselves are Providence.

Modern war and modern civilisation are utterly incompatible...one or the other must go.

The pacifist's task today is to find a method of helping and healing which provides a revolutionary constructive substitute for war.

Babies are a nuisance, of course. But so does everything seem to be that is worth while – husbands and books and committees and being loved and everything. We have to choose between barren ease and rich unrest – or rather, one does not choose.

I thought that spring must last forevermore, For I was young and loved, and it was May.

So many people seem to imagine that because the actual tools of writing are easily accessible, it is less difficult than the other arts. This is entirely an illusion.