“The white cat Sal-al was lying on the straw matting in the empty conservatory. She looked at us with a wicked, conceited expression as if all her appetites had just been satisfied. She was beautiful. Vesta and I both said, "I wish I were a cat!" Before we got to the last word we smiled at each other in annoyance, not liking the idea that most human beings think very much alike.” PeopleMindCatsFelines Book:Maiden Voyage Source: Maiden Voyage
“I wrote about the night bird cries, the sea sounds and the lonely barking, and I liked what I wrote in flashes; but something was wrong with it. There is always something wrong with writing. So I tore the paper up at last, liking the untouched memory so much better, not wanting it forced into the insincerity of words.” MemoryRomanticizationLimitations Of Writing Book:A Voice Through a Cloud Source: A Voice Through a Cloud
“When you long with all your heart for someone to love you, a madness grows there that shakes all sense from the trees and the water and the earth. And nothing lives for you, except the long deep bitter want. And this is what everyone feels from birth to death.” WantLoveFeelsHeartLongDreamEarthDeathGrowsWaterTreeLove YouBirthMadnessBitterShakesBitternessLong Deep Book:The Denton Welch Journals Source: The Denton Welch Journals
