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.


The Letters of Katherine Mansfield (1928)


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.

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.

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.

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.