My notion's to think of the human beings first and let the abstract ideas take care of themselves.

In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.

When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing.

No sooner have you feasted on beauty with your eyes than your mind tells you that beauty is vain and beauty passes

We must reconcile ourselves to a season of failures and fragments.

There is a sadness at the back of life which some people do not attempt to mitigate. Entirely aware of their own standing in the shadow, and yet alive to every tremor and gleam of existence, there they endure.

On or about December 1910, human character changed.