Quotes by : Djuna Barnes

I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go....

The unendurable is the beginning of the curve of joy.

To think is to be sick...

He knew at the same time that this stricture of acceptance (by which what we must love is made into what....

I might have known better, nothing is what everybody wants, the world runs on that law. Personally, if....

...he is not like other children, not cruel, or savage. For this very reason he is called 'strange.'....

She was gracious and yet fading, like an old statue in a garden, that symbolizes the weather through....

She said to herself: 'Is not the gown the natural raiment of extremity? What nation, what religion, what....

To love without criticism is to be betrayed.

the ballerina on perfected toeSpins to the axis of a fortitudeThat is the sum of all her yesterdays.