Of Course She Had Some Pathetic Illusions

It Was Like Letting Go And Falling Back Into Water And Seeing Yourself Grinning Up Through The Water, Your Face Like A Mask, And Seeing The Bubbles Coming Up As If You Were Trying To Speak From Under The Water. And How Do You Know What It's Like To Try To Speak From Under Water When You're Drowned?

He Had Discovered That People Who Allow Themselves To Be Blown About By The Winds Of Emotion And Impulse Are Always Unhappy People.

No Past To Make Us Sentimental, No Future To Embarrass Us...a Difficult Moment When You Are Out Of Practice - A Moment That Makes You Go Cold, Cold And Wary.

All Of Writing Is A Huge Lake. There Are Great Rivers That Feed The Lake, Like Tolstoy Or Dostoyevsky. And Then There Are Mere Trickles, Like Jean Rhys. All That Matters Is Feeding The Lake. I Don't Matter. The Lake Matters. You Must Keep Feeding The Lake.

I Often Want To Cry. That Is The Only Advantage Women Have Over Men — At Least They Can Cry.