I want so to live that I work with my hands and my feeling and my brain. I want a garden, a small house, grass, animals, books, pictures, music. And out of this, the expression of this, I want to be writing. But warm, eager, living life — to be rooted in life — to learn, to desire, to feel, to think, to act. That is what I want. And nothing less. That is what I must try for.
Katherine Mansfield, in a diary entry dated 14 October 1922, from Letters and Journals of Katherine Mansfield



















