Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul. Mary MacLane More Quotes by Mary MacLane More Quotes From Mary MacLane The highest thing one can do in literature is to succeed in saying that thing which one meant to say. There is nothing better than that - to make the world see your thoughts as you see them. Mary MacLane succeed literature world But in my life, in my personality, there is an essence of falseness and insincerity. A thin, fine vapor of fraud hangs always over me and dampens and injures some things in me that I value. Mary MacLane vapor essence personality Genius, apart from natural sensitiveness, is prone equally to unreasoning joy and to bitterest morbidness. Mary MacLane genius natural joy The art of Good Eating has two essential points: one must eat only when one is hungry, and one must take small bites. Mary MacLane essentials two art Well, if I am not vulgar, neither is my book. I wrote myself. Suggestiveness is always vulgar. But truth never. My book is not even remotely suggestive. I call things by their names. That is all. Mary MacLane vulgar names book The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn. Mary MacLane white littles world One must always say things that aim to interest, because in the world one must after all pay for one's keep. Mary MacLane interest pay world Some day the Devil will come to me and say: 'Come with me.'And I will answer: 'Yes. Mary MacLane devil answers I love devils. Mary MacLane devils i-love love The book, you understand, was not written for publication. It was the portrayal of my emotions, the analysis of my own soul life during three months of my nineteenth year. I wrote then all the time, just as I do now, but, though the book is in diary form, it is not a diary. Mary MacLane you soul time life The only joy I had was writing what was. That book was. It no longer amuses me to be all the things I was when I wrote that. But it is my story as I was then. Mary MacLane story me joy book
