All Quotes

The difficulty, the ordeal, is to start. ”

No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything. ”

I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness. ”

I love my work but do not know how I write it. ”

Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply. ”

I am full of fire and passion. I am not ready yet for great concentration and passion. ”

I will see this game of life out to its bitter end. ”

I need this wild life, this freedom. ”

What is writing but an expression of my own life? ”

What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death. ”