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Katherine Mansfield Quotes

Katherine Mansfield quotes about moon

New zealander Author October 14, 1888 – January 9, 1923

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I think of you often. Especially in the evenings, when I am on the balcony and it’s too dark to write or to do anything but wait for the stars. A time I love. One feels half disembodied, sitting like a shadow at the door of one’s being while the dark tide rises. Then comes the moon, marvellously serene, and small stars, very merry for some reason of their own. It is so easy to forget, in a worldly life, to attend to these miracles. Katherine Mansfield
The late evening is the time of times. Then with that unearthly beauty before one it is not hard to realise how far one has to go. To write something that will be worthy of that rising moon, that pale light. Katherine Mansfield
And the two women stood side by side looking at the slender, flowering tree. Although it was so still it seemed, like the flame of a candle, to stretch up, to point, to quiver in the bright air, to grow taller and taller as they gazed - almost to touch the rim of the round, silver moon. How long did they stand there? Both, as it were, caught in that circle of unearthly light, understanding each other perfectly, creatures of another world, and wondering what they were to do in this one... Katherine Mansfield
Light as feathers the witches fly, The horn of the moon is plain to see; By a firefly under a jonquil flower. A goblin toasts a bumble-bee. Katherine Mansfield

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