An anxious expression spread over his face as he thought to himself that the time was coming when he would have to give up this comfort, and then that comfort, until God knew what would be the end of...
All through the meal Mr Horsfield talked without thinking of what he was saying. He was full of an absurd feeling of expectancy.
Why did you make me want to live? Why did you do that to me?’‘Because I wished it. Isn't that enough?’‘Yes, it is enough. But if one day you didn't wish it. What should I do then? Suppose you took thi...
Why did you love her?'
When you are a child you are yourself and you know and see everything prophetically. And then suddenly something happens and you stop being yourself; you become what others force you to be. You lose y...
When my first love affair came to an end I wrote this poem: I didn't knowI didn't knowI didn't know.
We can't all be happy, we can't all be rich, we can't all be lucky - and it would be so much less fun if we were. Isn't it so, Mr Blank? There must be the dark background to show up the bright colours...
Satin skin, silk hair, velvet eyes, sawdust heart - all complete.
Our garden was large and beautiful as that garden in the Bible - the tree of life grew there. But it had gone wild. The paths were overgrown and a smell of dead flowers mixed with the fresh living sme...
My life, which seems so simple and monotonous, is really a complicated affair of cafés where they like me and cafés where they don't, streets that are friendly, streets that aren't, rooms where I migh...
Just you touch me once. You’ll soon see if I’m a damn coward like you are.
If I was bound for hell, let it be hell. No more false heavens. No more damned magic.
But in the daytime it was all right. And when you'd had a drink you knew it was the best way to live in the world because anything might happen. I don't know how people live when they know exactly wha...
After all this, what happened? What happened was that, as soon as I had the slightest chance of a place to hide in, I crept into it and hid. Well, sometimes it's a fine day isn't it? Sometimes the ski...
A room is, after all, a place where you hide from the wolves. That's all any room is.
Her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top of her round head. She is very restful to the tired eye.
There is no looking-glass here and I don't know what I am like now. I remember watching myself brush my hair and how my eyes looked back at me. The girl I saw was myself yet not quite myself. Long ago...
I'm no use to anybody,' I say. 'I'm a cérébrale, can't you see that?' Thinking how funny a book would be, called 'Just a Cérébrale or You Can't Stop Me From Dreaming'. Only, of course, to be accepted...
Eso es lo que más recuerdo. Ethel hablando y el reloj haciendo tic tac. Y su voz cuando me hablaba de Madame Fernande o sobre su padre, que tenía una farmacia, y de que ella era toda una señora. Una s...
But they left their treasure, gold and more gold. Some of it is found- but the finders never tell, because you see they’d only get one-third then: that’s the law of treasure. They want it all, so neve...