I want to write a novel about Silence," he said; “the things people don’t say.

We are the words; we are the music; we are the thing itself.

The history of men's opposition to women's emancipation is more interesting perhaps than the story of that emancipation itself.

I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky.

Arrange whatever pieces come your way.

It was a silly, silly dream, being unhappy.

every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works, yet we require critics to explain the one and biographers to expound the other. That time hangs heavy on people's hands is the only explanation of the monstrous growth.