To hope for Paradise is to live in Paradise, a very different thing from actually getting there.
Vita Sackville-Westa letter, by its arrival, defrauds us of a whole secret region of our existence, the only region indeed in which the true pleasure of life may be tasted, the region of imagination, creative and protean, the clouds and beautiful shapes of whose heaven are destroyed by the wind of reality.
Vita Sackville-WestI like muddling things up; and if a herb looks nice in a border, then why not grow it there? Why not grow anything anywhere so long as it looks right where it is? That is, surely, the art of gardening.
Vita Sackville-WestI miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
Vita Sackville-West