There is nothing staid, nothing settled, in this universe. All is rippling, all is dancing; all is quickness and triumph.

“Often on a wet day I begin counting up; what I've read and what I haven't read.”

“The green garden, moonlit pool, lemons, lovers, and fish are all dissolved in t…”

“I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of on…”

“She seemed determined to be human also; to like people, even though they were s…”