Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
The truth is that every true admirer of the novels cherishes the happy thought that he alone - reading between the lines - has bcome the secret friend of their author.
Katherine Mansfield
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Katherine Mansfield
Age: 34 †
Born: 1888
Born: October 14
Died: 1923
Died: January 9
Diarist
Poet
Writer
Wellington
New Zealand
Katherine Mansfield Beauchamp Murry
Kathleen Murry
Katherine Beauchamp Mansfield
Kathleen Mansfield Murry
True
Author
Thought
Friend
Truth
Novel
Every
Lines
Alone
Cherishes
Secret
Admirer
Reading
Cherish
Happy
Novels
More quotes by Katherine Mansfield
Ach, Tchekov! Why are you dead? Why can’t I talk to you in a big darkish room at late evening—where the light is green from the waving trees outside? I’d like to write a series of Heavens: that would be one.
Katherine Mansfield
Now's the time when children's noses All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces Makes me think of orchard places Where the juicy apples grow, And tomatoes in a row.
Katherine Mansfield
Tidied all my papers. Tore up and ruthlessly destroyed much. This is always a great satisfaction.
Katherine Mansfield
There is no feeling to be compared with the feeling of having written and finished a story.
Katherine Mansfield
I don't believe other people are ever as foolishly excited as I am while I'm working. How could they be? Writers would have to live in trees.
Katherine Mansfield
Yes, my mother's death is a terrible sorrow to me. I feel - do you know what I mean - the silence of it so. She was more alive than anyone I have ever known.
Katherine Mansfield
Wind moving through grass so that the grass quivers. This moves me with an emotion I don't even understand.
Katherine Mansfield
Life never become a habit to me. It's always a marvel.
Katherine Mansfield
Warm, eager, living life-to be rooted in life-to learn, to desire, to know, to feel, to think, to act. This is what I want. And nothing less. That is what I must try for.
Katherine Mansfield
Perhaps it does not matter so very much what it is one loves in this world. But love something one must.
Katherine Mansfield
I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write
Katherine Mansfield
There are in life as many aspects as attitudes towards it, and aspects change with attitudes.
Katherine Mansfield
In the shortest sea voyage there is no sense of time. You have been down in the cabin for hours or days or years. Nobody knows or cares. You know all the people to the point of indifference. You do not believe in dry land any more - you are caught in the pendulum itself, and left there, idly swinging.
Katherine Mansfield
To work - to work! It is such infinite delight to know that we still have the best things to do.
Katherine Mansfield
No, no the mind I love must still have wild places - a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown litde wood, the chance of a snake or two (real snakes), a pool that nobody's fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with those litde flowers planted by the wind.
Katherine Mansfield
We can do whatever we wish to do provided our wish is strong enough. But the tremendous effort needed- one doesn't always want to make it-does one? ... But what else can be done? What's the alternative? What do you want most to do? That's what I have to keep asking myself, in the face of difficulties.
Katherine Mansfield
Looking back, I imagine I was always writing. Twaddle it was too. But better far write twaddle or anything, anything, than nothing at all.
Katherine Mansfield
What happiness it is to listen to rain at night joyful relief, ease a lapping-round and hushing and brooding tenderness, all are mingled together in the sound of the fast-falling rain. God, looking down upon the rainy earth, sees how faint are these lights shining in little windows, - how easily put out.
Katherine Mansfield
My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well.
Katherine Mansfield
September is different from all other months. It is more magical. I feel the strange chemical change in the earth which produces mushrooms is the cause, too, of the extra 'life' in the air - a resilience, a sparkle.
Katherine Mansfield
