I am a recluse at present & do nothing but write & read & read & write — 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
“... but that is the satisfaction of writing - one can impersonate so many people.” — 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
“I sometimes wonder whether the act of surrender is not one of the greatest of all - the highest. It is one… — 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
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
“... I find in all the works of the greatest writers, especially in their unedited letters, some touch, some sign of myself… — 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
Looking back, I imagine I was always writing. Twaddle it was too. But better far write twaddle or anything, anything, than nothing… — 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
Letters are the real curse of my existence. I hate to write them: I have to. If I don't, there they are… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“The late evening is the time of times. Then with that unearthly beauty before one it is not hard to realise how… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“It is the only life I care about—to write, to go out occasionally and ‘lose myself’ looking and hearing and then to… — 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
Ach, Tchekov! Why are you dead? Why can’t I talk to you in a big darkish room at late evening—where the light… — 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
There is no feeling to be compared with the feeling of having written and finished a story. — 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
