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Katherine Mansfield Quotes

Katherine Mansfield quotes

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

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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
It seemed to her that she had never known what the night was like before. Up till now it had been dark, silent, beautiful very often - oh yes - but mournful somehow. Solemn. And now it would never be like that again - it had opened dazzling bright. Katherine Mansfield
Katherine Mansfield quote: "The lights, the azaleas, the dresses, the pink faces, the..."
The lights, the azaleas, the dresses, the pink faces, the velvet chairs, all became one beautiful flying wheel. Katherine Mansfield
In the forest, in the forest, silence had cast a spell over all things. She plucked a great bouquet of daffodils and snowdrops, and tenderly held them to her, and tenderly kissed their fresh spring faces. She did not sing at all, but sat silent, expectant, and wondering, till her flowers faded and withered in her hands. Katherine Mansfield
Katherine Mansfield quote: "Oh,' said the little girl, 'my head's on your heart; I can..."
Oh,' said the little girl, 'my head's on your heart; I can hear it going. What a big heart you've got, father dear. Katherine Mansfield
Katherine Mansfield quote: "How beautiful she loked, but there was nobody to see, nobody."
How beautiful she loked, but there was nobody to see, nobody. Katherine Mansfield
EM Forster never gets any further than warming the tea pot... Is it not beautifully warm? Yes, but there ain't going to be no tea. Katherine Mansfield
Leila was sure ifhe partner didn't come and she had to listen to that marvellous music and to watch the others sliding, gliding over the golden floor, she would die at least, or faint, or lift her arms and fly out of one of those dark windows that showed the stars. 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
When we reached home your cheeks were like roses, and your eyes were shining like stars, and you tried to tell Mummy so much in one breath that I thought you would burst. Katherine Mansfield
... I find in all the works of the greatest writers, especially in their unedited letters, some touch, some sign of myself - some resemblance, soe part of myself, like a thousand reflections of my own hands in a dark mirror. Katherine Mansfield
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. Katherine Mansfield
Katherine Mansfield quote: "Shadow children, thin and small, Now the day is left behind,..."
Shadow children, thin and small, Now the day is left behind, You are dancing on the wall, On the curtains, on the blind. Katherine Mansfield
Although Bertha Young was thirty she still had moments like this when she wanted to run instead of walk, to take dancing steps on and off the pavement, to bowl a hoop, to throw something up in the air and catch it again, or to stand still and laugh at - nothing - at nothing, simply. Katherine Mansfield
Ach, Tchekov! Why are you dead? Why can’t I talk to you in a big darkish room at late evening—where the light is green from the waving trees outside? I’d like to write a series of Heavens: that would be one. Katherine Mansfield

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