I was and I always shall be hampered by what I think other people will say.

Often, we melt into our ecstasies as though they were jams, as though we were sinking into syrupy bowls of gooseberries, of raspberries, of bilberries.

I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer. My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music. It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips.

We are talking. It's a shame. What is said is murdered. Our words that will not grow any bigger or any lovelier will wilt inside our bones. Words wither feelings.

There's no sustenance in the past.

To find relief in what has been, we must make ourselves eternal.

To write is to inform against others.

I give myself to adjectives body and soul, I die with pleasure for them.

Don’t say deep things to shallow people and don’t talk about shallow things with the deep people!

When you think about such fine actors as Maggie Smith or Michael Gambon, they do all mediums. I think it would be quite sad and a bit dull just to have to stick to one. I like all of them.

That no Flake of [snow] fall on you or them - is a wish that would be a Prayer, were Emily not a Pagan.

There is no general doctrine which is not capable of eating out our morality if unchecked by the deep-seated habit of direct fellow-feeling with individual fellow-men.

I don't want to be in the press.

A final word of advice: don't gloat about how well you have done.

If I believe in something, I will fight for it, with all I have. But I do not demand all or nothing. I would rather get something than nothing.

There are few things as seemingly untouched by the real world as a child asleep.

When it's only clothes, that is not satisfying enough for me. I don't think I could do this for 10, 20 years if that was all. It also has to be about a psychology or a mentality or a concept.

May I make a suggestion, hoping it is not an impertinence? Write it down: write down what you feel. It is sometimes a wonderful help in misery.