Katherine Mansfield Quotes

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Would you not like to try all sorts of lives — one is so very small — but that is the satisfaction of writing — one can impersonate so many people.

Katherine Mansfield
If only one could tell true love from false love as one can tell mushrooms from toadstools. With mushrooms it is so simple — you salt them well, put them aside and have patience. But with love, you have no sooner lighted on anything that bears even the remotest resemblance to it than you are perfectly certain it is not only a genuine specimen, but perhaps the only genuine mushroom ungathered.

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I always felt that the great high privilege, relief and comfort of friendship was that one had to explain nothing.

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The pleasure of all reading is doubled when one lives with another who shares the same books.

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I want, by understanding myself, to understand others. I want to be all that I am capable of becoming.... This all sounds very strenuous and serious. But now that I have wrestled with it, it's no longer so. I feel happy—deep down.

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Risk! Risk anything! Care no more for the opinion of others, for those voices. Do the hardest thing on earth for you. Act for yourself. Face the truth.

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It's a terrible thing to be alone — yes it is — it is — but don't lower your mask until you have another mask prepared beneath — as terrible as you like — but a mask.

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I don't believe other people are ever as foolishly excited as I am while I'm working. How could they be? Writers would have to live in trees.

Katherine Mansfield
We cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves.

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For the last two weeks I have written scarcely anything. I have been idle. I have failed.

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Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.

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The leaves move in the garden, the sky is pale, and I catch myself weeping. It is hard — it is hard to make a good death.

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Why! Why! Why is the middle-class so stodgy — so utterly without a sense of humor?

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I have just partaken of that saddest of things — a cup of weak tea.

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Why it should be such an effort to write to the people one loves I can't imagine. It's none at all to write to those who don't really count.

Katherine Mansfield
Conversation is like a dear little baby that is brought in to be handed around. You must rock it, nurse it, keep it on the move if you want to keep smiling.

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It was one of those days so clear, so still, so silent, you almost feel the earth itself has stopped in astonishment at its own beauty.

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You might drop your heart into me and you'd never hear it touch bottom.

Katherine Mansfield
I have such a horror of telegrams that ask me how I am!! I always want to reply dead.

Katherine Mansfield
What happiness it is to listen to rain at night; joyful relief, ease; a lapping-round and hushing and brooding tenderness, all are mingled together in the sound of the fast-falling rain. God, looking down upon the rainy earth, sees how faint are these lights shining in little windows, — how easily put out.

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When we begin to take our failures non-seriously, it means we are ceasing to be afraid of them. It is immense importance to learn to laugh at ourselves.

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It is strange that there are times when I feel the stars are not at all solemn: they are secretly gay.

Katherine Mansfield
I have made it a rule of my life never to regret and never to look back. Regret is an appalling waste of energy, and no one who intends to become a writer can afford to indulge in it. You can't get it into shape; you can't build on it; it's only good for wallowing in.

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I'd always rather be with people who loved me too little rather than with people who loved me too much.

Katherine Mansfield
Bless you, my darling, and remember you are always in the heart - oh tucked so close there is no chance of escape - of your sister.

Katherine Mansfield