Warm, eager, living life-to be rooted in life-to learn, to desire, to know, to feel, to think, to act. This is what… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but 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
September is different from all other months. It is more magical. I feel the strange chemical change in the earth which produces… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
Yes, my mother's death is a terrible sorrow to me. I feel - do you know what I mean - the silence… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
I feel I must live alone, alone, alone - with artists only to touch the door. Every artist cuts off his ear… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
It is strange that there are times when I feel the stars are not at all solemn: they are secretly gay. — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
All the wild sweetness of the flower Tangled against the wall. It was that magic, silent hour… The branches grew so tall… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
I want, by understanding myself, to understand others. I want to be all that I am capable of becoming… This all sounds… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
I want so to live that I work with my hands and my feeling and my brain. I want a garden, a… — 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
