“The truth is that solitude is the creative condition of genius, religious or secular, and the ultimate sterilising of it. No human soul can long ignore "the giant agony of the world" and live, except indeed the mollusc life, a… — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
Being a sick man is like being a log caught in a stream, Gilles. All the straws gather around it. — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
Truth has as many coats as an onion ... and each one of them hollow when you peel it off. — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
... was there no one over thirty-five who had not some secret agony, some white-faced fear? Half one's life one walked carelessly, certain that… — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
Shipwreck in youth is sorrowful enough, but one looks for storms at the spring equinox. Yet it is the September equinox that drowns. — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
for ... austere and gracious allegory, as for so much of its mysticism and its chivalry, its ardours and its endurances, the world is… — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
It is only the happy who are hard, Gilles. I think perhaps it is better for the world if - if one has a… — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
“The truth is that solitude is the creative condition of genius, religious or secular, and the ultimate sterilising of it. No human soul can… — Helen Waddell Copy Share Image
