I love the evening star. Does that sound foolish? I used to go into the backyard, after sunset, and wait for it… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
No, no the mind I love must still have wild places - a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Do you remember your childhood? I am always coming across these marvelous accounts by writers who declare that they remember 'everything.' I… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
I love the night. I love to feel the tide of darkness rising, slowly and slowly washing, turning over and over, lifting,… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
England is merely an island of beef swimming in a warm gulf stream of gravy. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
To acknowledge the presence of fear is to give birth to failure. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
