“I was in a queer mood, thinking myself very old: but now I am a woman again - as I always am when I write.”

“The truth!" we demanded."Oh, the truth," she stammered, "the truth has nothing to do with literature," and sitting down she refused to say another word.It all seemed to us very inconclusive.”

“Vain trifles as they seem, clothes change our view of the world and the world’s view of us. ”

“Indeed he seemed to her sometimes made differently from other people, born blind, deaf, and dumb, to the ordinary things, but to the extraordinary things, with an eye like an eagle's.”

“The door opens and the tiger leaps.”

“I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky.”

“Now begins to rise in me the familiar rhythm; words that have lain dormant now lift, now toss their crests, and fall and rise, and falls again. I am a poet, yes. Surely I am a great poet.”