What is not ex-pressed is de-pressed.
Literature must be an analysis of experience and a synthesis of the findings into a unity.
Just how difficult it is to write biography can be reckoned by anybody who sits down and considers just how many people know the real truth about his or her love affairs.
There is in every one of us an unending see-saw between the will to live and the will to die.
In England and America a beard usually means that its owner would rather be considered venerable than virile; on the continent of Europe it often means that its owner makes a special claim to virility.
It isn't only living people who die, it is great stretches of living, which can die even when the people who lived there still exist.
Yes,” said Mamma, “this is the worst of life, that love does not give us common sense but is a sure way of losing it. We love people, and we say that we are going to do more for them than friendship, but it makes such fools of us that we do far less, indeed sometimes what we do could be mistaken for the work of hatred.
The thing about the truth is that it exists outside of belief. Even if nobody believes it, that thing is still true.
I always knew the woman I wanted to be.
I take improv classes. Improv is something I can use in any aspect of life.
Emotional damage is never easy to measure, but mothers who are alive but psychically absent impose filial burdens which knot their children's feelings in a way biologic orphans are spared.