A Passage Is Not Plain English -

The Recognition Of The Truth That We Get In The Artist's Work Comes To Us As A Revelation Of New Truth. We Did Not Know It Before, But The Moment It Is Shown To Us, We Know That, Somehow Or Other, We Had Always Known It.

What We Ask Is To Be Human Individuals, However Peculiar And Unexpected. It Is No Good Saying: "you Are A Little Girl And Therefore You Ought To Like Dolls"; If The Answer Is, "but I Don't," There Is No More To Be Said.

A Person Who Tells A Secret, Swearing The Recipient To Secrecy In Turn, Is Asking Of The Other Person A Discretion Which He Is Abrogating Himself.

What We Make Is More Important Than What We Are, Particularly If Making Is Our Profession.

Birth Is Beastly - And Death - And Digestion, If It Comes To That. Sometimes When I Think Of What's Happening Inside Me To A Beautiful Suprème De Sole, With The Caviare In Boats, And The Croûtons And The Jolly Little Twists Of Potato And All The Gadgets - I Could Cry. But There It Is, Don't You Know.