There was a day when I liked writing letters -- it has gone. Unfortunately the passion for getting them remains.

... it's been a perpetual discovery, my life. A miracle.

We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following your methods but by finding new words and creating new methods.

One has to secrete a jelly in which to slip quotations down people's throats - and one always secretes too much jelly.

Other people have faces; Susan and Jinny have faces; they are here. Their world is the real world. The things they lift are heavy. They say Yes, they say No; whereas I shift and change and am seen through in a second. If they meet a housemaid she looks at them without laughing. But she laughs at me. They know what to say if spoken to. They laugh really; they get angry really; while I have to look first and do what other people do when they have done it.

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

The beauty of the world, which is so soon to perish, has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.