it is the brevity of life which makes it tolerable; its experiences have value because they have an end. — Winifred Holtby Brevity Copy Share Image
You are quite, quite wrong if you think that ... I find your happiness painful. What matters is that happiness - the… — Winifred Holtby Arrivals Copy Share Image
Love needs the stiffening of respect, the give and take of equality. — Winifred Holtby Equality Copy Share Image
Sorrow and frustration have their power. The world is moved by people with great discontents. Happiness is a drug. It can make… — Winifred Holtby Blind Copy Share Image
There's never been a lack of men willing to die bravely. The trouble is to find a few able to live sensibly. — Winifred Holtby Able Copy Share Image
I advise nobody to drown sorrow in cocoa. It is bad for the figure and it does not alleviate the sorrow. — Winifred Holtby Advise Copy Share Image
What a strange distance there is between ill people and well ones. — Winifred Holtby Distance Copy Share Image
The crown of life is neither happiness nor annihilation; it is understanding. — Winifred Holtby Annihilation Copy Share Image
public work brings a vicarious but assured sense of immortality. We may be poor, weak, timid, in debt to our landlady, bullied… — Winifred Holtby Activism Copy Share Image
I can't think why I was cursed with this inordinate desire to write, if the high gods weren't going to give me… — Winifred Holtby Cursed Copy Share Image
If you are rich, you have lovely cars, and jars full of flowers, and books in rows, and a wireless, and the… — Winifred Holtby Book Copy Share Image
What with the reviews of critics, the sarcasms of one's friends, the reproaches of one's own taste, there's precious little peace after… — Winifred Holtby Book Copy Share Image
If we haven't a grouch against Fortune, we seem unable to avoid one against ourselves. — Winifred Holtby Fortune Copy Share Image
The world, with all its beauty and adventure, its richness and variety, is darkened by cruelty. Death, if it ends the loveliness,… — Winifred Holtby Adventure Copy Share Image
Remorse ... is one of the many afflictions for which time finds a cure. — Winifred Holtby Affliction Copy Share Image
But questioning does not mean the end of loving, and loving does not mean the abnegation of intelligence — Winifred Holtby Abnegation Copy Share Image
we are so little, so ignorant, so feeble an infant race crawling on a planet between immensities we haven't even begun to… — Winifred Holtby Congratulations Copy Share Image
But to write - that is grief and labor; and to read what one has written - how unlike the story as… — Winifred Holtby Bed Copy Share Image
I am much perturbed by this business of sickness. Our bodies seem so easily to leap into the saddle where our minds… — Winifred Holtby Body Copy Share Image
I would, if I could, always feed to music. The singularly graceless action of thus filling one's body with roots and dead… — Winifred Holtby Action Copy Share Image
The only difficulty is to know what bits to choose and what to leave out. Novel-writing is not creation, it is selection. — Winifred Holtby Bits Copy Share Image
I find you in all small and lovely things; in the little fishes like flames in the green water, in the furred… — Winifred Holtby Bees Copy Share Image
Teachers have power. We may cripple them by petty economics; by Government regulations, by the foolish criticism of an uninformed press; but… — Winifred Holtby Cripples Copy Share Image
