I have found that sitting in a place where you have never sat before can be inspiring.
The family - that dear octopus from whose tentacles we never quite escape, nor, in our inmost hearts, ever quite wish to.
Noble deeds and hot baths are the best cures for depression.
Like many other much-loved humans, they believed that they owned their dogs, instead of realizing that their dogs owned them.
Perhaps watching someone you love suffer can teach you even more than suffering yourself can.
Oh, it is wonderful to wake up in the morning with things to look forward to!
Contemplation seems to be about the only luxury that costs nothing.
When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that it is almost like writing the book as well as reading it - or rather, it is like living it. It makes reading so much more exciting, but I don't suppose many people try to do it.
Perhaps if I make myself write I shall find out what is wrong with me.
If you love people, you take them on trust.
Truthfulness so often goes with ruthlessness.
I only want to write. And there's no college for that except life.
They call them the haunted shores, these stretches of Devonshire and Cornwall and Ireland which rear up against the westward ocean. Mists gather here, and sea fog, and eerie stories. That's not because there are more ghosts here than in other places, mind you. It's just that people who live hereabouts are strangely aware of them.
The key to all knowledge comes in words of just one syllable, apparently.... There's only the last page left to write on. I'll fill it with words of just one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.
It came to me that Hyde Park has never belonged to London - that it has always been , in spirit, a stretch of countryside; and that it links the Londons of all periods together most magically - by remaining forever unchanged at the heart of a ever-changing town.
There is something revolting about the way girls' minds so often jump to marriage long before they jump to love.
What a tiny list of friends I have! All my fault. I less and less want to see people.
I suppose the best kind of spring morning is the best weather God has to offer.
I was wandering around as usual, in my unpleasantly populated sub-conscious.
Even a broken heart doesn't warrant a waste of good paper.
Many dogs can understand almost every word humans say, while humans seldom learn to recognize more than half a dozen barks, if that. And barks are only a small part of the dog language. A wagging tail can mean so many things. Humans know that it means a dog is pleased, but not what a dog is saying about his pleasedness.
Was I the only woman in the world who, at my age - and after a lifetime of quite rampant independence - still did not quite feel grown up?
I shouldn't think even millionaires could eat anything nicer than new bread and real butter and honey for tea.
...I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.
Wakings are the worst times--almost before my eyes are open a great weight seems to roll on my heart.
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