Blessed The Geniuses Who Know / That

One Detects Creative Power By Its Capacity To Conquer One's Detachment.

[on Her Use Of Quotations:] When A Thing Has Been Said So Well That It Could Not Be Said Better, Why Paraphrase It? Hence My Writing, Is, If Not A Cabinet Of Fossils, A Kind Of Collection Of Flies In Amber.

When We Think We Don't Like Art It Is Because It Is Artificial Art.

Truly As The Sun Can Rot Or Mend, Love Can Make One Bestial Or Make A Beast A Man.

At All Events There Is In Brooklyn Something That Makes Me Feel At Home.