234 Quotes by Katherine Mansfield

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

Everything in life that we really accept undergoes a change. So suffering must become Love. That is the mystery.

The late afternoon sun shone on women in cotton frocks and little sunburnt, barefoot children. It blazed on a silky yellow flower with coarse leaves which sprawled over a bank of rock. The air ruffling through the window smelled of the sea.

What I feel for you can’t be conveyed in phrasal combinations; It either screams out loud or stays painfully silent but I promise — it beats words. It beats worlds.

The truth is that every true admirer of the novels cherishes the happy thought that he alone - reading between the lines - has become the secret friend of their author.

Oh, waters - do not cover me!I would look long and long at those beautiful stars!Oh my wings - lift me - lift meI am not so dreadfully hurt...

The mind I love most must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.

I can never be perfectly certain whether Helen was got with child by Leonard Bast or by his fatal forgotten umbrella. All things considered, I think it must have been the umbrella.

I am treating you as my friend, asking you to share my present minuses in the hope that I can ask you to share my future plusses.