Gloria Getty

“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, Journal of Katherine Mansfield

“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 Collected Letters of Katherine Mansfield: Volume 1: 1903-1917

“Every person is a half-opened door
leading to a room for everyone.”
― Tomas Transtromer

“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.”
― Katherine Mansfield