Good art shows us how difficult it is to be objective by showing us how differently the world looks to an objective vision.
I can see this so clearly because I have long ago given up my own hopes of being happy.
Of course this chattering diary is a facade, the literary equivalent of the everyday smiling face which hides the inward ravages of jealousy, remorse, fear and the consciousness of irretrievable moral...
Once in an endless meadow, just able to peer through the tawny haze of the grass tops, the child who was myself had watched a young fox catching mice, an elegant newly minted fox, straight from the ha...
One forgot, one forgot. What hold had one on the past? The present moment was a little travelling in darkness.
The police moved us on at about six a.m. This is the hour when, for some reason, one begins to be a menace to law and order.
The sun shone calm and bright on the grass, refreshed by the rain, on the border of pretty stones, on the sparkling yellow rocks. It was a caricature of a happy scene.
—Verá usted, todo empezó con unas cartas.—¿Cartas?—Si, los seres humanos deberían tener muchísimo más cuidado con las cartas. Son unas armas muy poderosas. Sin embargo, la gente las escribe en momento...
We can only learn to love by loving.
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
The most potent and sacred command which can be laid upon any artist is the command: wait.
We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.
I think I fell in love with you when you were shouting at Romeo and Juliet, 'Don't touch each other!')
Como todavía no hablase, dije:—¿Podríamos ser felices?Honor dijo:—Esto no tiene nada que ver con la felicidad, nada en absoluto.Era cierto. Acepté la promesa de sus palabras. Dije:—No sé si sobrevivir...
God lives and works in history. The outward mythology changes, the inward truth remains the same.
He dreamt...he was a huge white egg floating in the sea of turquoise blue, and he was everything that there was.
He went away, bent double with the pains of remorse and regret and the inward biting of a love which had now no means of expression. He remembered now when it was useless how the Abbess had told him t...
How absolute the knave is!
I ate and drank slowly as one should (cook fast, eat slowly) and without distractions such as (thank heavens) conversation or reading. Indeed eating is so pleasant one should even try to suppress thou...
I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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