Who is ever adequate? We all create situations each other can't live up to, then break our hearts at them because they do not.- Elizabeth Bowen
When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.
We are minor in everything but our passions.
There is no end to the violations committed by children on children, quietly talking alone.
The wish to lead out one's lover must be a tribal feeling; the wish to be seen as loved is part of one's self-respect.
The innocent are so few that two of them seldom meet - when they do meet, their victims lie strewn all round.
The importance to the writer of first writing must be out of all proportion of the actual value of what is written.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.
The best that an individual can do is to concentrate on what he or she can do, in the course of a burning effort to do it better.
That is partly why women marry - to keep up the fiction of being in the hub of things.
Silences have a climax, when you have got to speak.
Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.
One can live in the shadow of an idea without grasping it.
Nothing can happen nowhere. The locale of the happening always colours the happening, and often, to a degree, shapes it.
Nobody speaks the truth when there is something they must have.
