I don't believe other people are ever as foolishly excited as I am while I'm working. How could they be? Writers would… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Why it should be such an effort to write to the people one loves I can't imagine. It's none at all to… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“You know the feeling that a great writer gives you: my spirit has been fed and refreshed; it has partaken of something… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Once we have learned to read, meaning of words can somehow register without consciousness. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“I imagine I was always writing. Twaddle it was, too. But better far write twaddle or anything, anything, than nothing at all.” — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Would you not like to try all sorts of lives - one is so very small - but that is the satisfaction… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“Regret is an appalling waste of energy, and no one who intends to be a writer can afford to indulge in it.” — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
In fact, isn't it a joy - there is hardly a greater one - to find a new book, a living book,… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“Shadow children, thin and small, Now the day is left behind, You are dancing on the wall, On the curtains, on the blind.” — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
“Oh, with you, I could conquer the world - oh, with you I could catch hold of the moon like a little silver sixpence.” — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
“I have made it a rule of my life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy...… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
“Leila was sure ifhe partner didn't come and she had to listen to that marvellous music and to watch the others sliding, gliding over… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
England is merely an island of beef swimming in a warm gulf stream of gravy. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
Perhaps it does not matter so very much what it is one loves in this world. But love something one must. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
I am poor - obscure - just eighteen years of age - with a rapacious appetite for everything and principles as light as my… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
“I used to believe I was merely words and I do not know whether I shall start hoping for something more. You planted that… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share
