“ She was gracious and yet fading, like an old statue in a garden, that symbolizes the weather through which it has endured, and is not so much the work of man as the work of wind and rain and the herd… Djuna Barnes
“ The ballerina on perfected toeSpins to the axis of a fortitudeThat is the sum of all her yesterdays. Djuna Barnes
“ The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections. Djuna Barnes
“ I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go further and, when it does die, gives it that dignity common to a thing one had touched and not rav… Djuna Barnes
“ I might have known better, nothing is what everybody wants, the world runs on that law. Personally, if I could, I would instigate Meat-Axe Day, and out of the goodness of my heart I would whack your h… Djuna Barnes
“ ...he is not like other children, not cruel, or savage. For this very reason he is called 'strange.' A child who is mature, in the sense that the heart is mature, is always, I have observed, called de… Djuna Barnes
“ I was doing well enough until you came along and kicked my stone over, and out I came, all moss and eyes. Djuna Barnes
“ He knew at the same time that this stricture of acceptance (by which what we must love is made into what we can love) would eventually be a part of himself Djuna Barnes
“ She said to herself: 'Is not the gown the natural raiment of extremity? What nation, what religion, what ghost, what dream has not worn it—infants, angels, priests, the dead; why—should not the doctor… Djuna Barnes
“ None of us suffers as much as we should, or loves as much as we say. Love is the first lie; wisdom the last. Djuna Barnes
