“Arrange Whatever pieces come your way.”
“To enjoy freedom we have to control ourselves.”
“That great Cathedral space which was childhood.”
“The older one grows, the more one likes indecency.”
“Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.”
“Boredom is the legitimate kingdom of the philanthropic.”
“Humor is the first gift to perish in a foreign language.”
“At 46 one must be a miser; only have time for essentials.”
“The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.”
“Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame.”
“Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.”
“Great bodies of people are never responsible for what they do.”
“Really I don't like human nature unless all candied over with art.”
“Why are women so much more interesting to men than men are to women?”
“Against you I will fling myself, unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!”
“On the outskirts of every agony sits some observant fellow who points.”
“As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.”
“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.”
“A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.”
“The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind.”
“The word-coining genius, as if thought plunged into a sea of words and came up dripping.”
“To depend upon a profession is a less odious form of slavery than to depend upon a father.”
“We are nauseated by the sight of trivial personalities decomposing in the eternity of print.”
“Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.”
“When the shriveled skin of the ordinary is stuffed out with meaning, it satisfies the senses amazingly.”
“I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.”
“Those comfortably padded lunatic asylums which are known, euphemistically, as the stately homes of England.”
“I was in a queer mood, thinking myself very old: but now I am a woman again -- as I always am when I write.”
“Now, aged 50, I'm just poised to shoot forth quite free straight and undeflected my bolts whatever they are.”
“The connection between dress and war is not far to seek; your finest clothes are those you wear as soldiers.”