He had never learned to live without delight. And he…

I kept as still as I could. Nothing happened. I…

Desire is creation, is the magical element in that process…

Art is a concrete and personal and rather childish thing…

Freedom so often means that one isn’t needed anywhere. Here…

It is scarcely exaggeration to say that if one is…

There were no clouds, the sun was going down in…

In the course of twenty crowded years one parts with…

The years seemed to stretch before her like the land:…

We come and go, but the land is always here…