The Roman Spring of Mrs. Stone

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Those are intervals when a life becomes clouded over by a sense of irreality, when definition is lost, when the rational will, or what passed for it before, has given up control, or the pretense of it. At such times there is a sense of drifting, if not drowning, in a universe of turbulently rushing fluids or vapors.

What's talent but the ability to get away with something.

Energy can't be put into anything but action, and by action I don't mean sexual promiscuity.

The drift was everything that you did without having a reason. But where was a reason for anything at all? Oh, you could invent a reason, and some were plausible.

That great clarity of mind on which she prided herself was momentarily disturbed and clouded, as if a aquatic monster had risen from the depths of an opaque sea without quite breaking the surface except by the surface stir of his movement beneath it. She was not as analytical as she supposed, she was not brave as she thought.

Some things could be known without even saying them.

The drift had direction, if it did not have purpose, and sometimes directions is all that we know of purpose.

Knowing does not need to be consciously knowing.

When the time comes that nobody can desire me for myself, i think i would rather not be desired at all.

Because you are very young, and very foolish and very beautiful. And because I am not so very young any more and not so beautiful, but beginning to be very wise.

When you love somebody, you mustn't listen to what they say. They say thing to hurt you because they're afraid of being hurt themselves. You must look at their eyes, and feel their hearts.

Knowledge of having nothing to fear moved steadily deeper.

Knowing the reason for something, or anything, is not common knowledge.

She saw the emptiness.

She knew it in her heart without consciously knowing it.

Tennessee Williams