Men make use of their illnesses at least as much as they are made use of by them.

I think we have to prepare the mind in one way or another to accept the great uprush or downrush, whichever you like to call it, of the greater non-self.

For in spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody.

Every significant artist is a metaphysician, a propounder of beauty-truths and form-theories.

I ate civilization. It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then," he added in a lower tone, "I ate my own wickedness.

It's with bad sentiments that one makes good novels.

The deepest sin against the human mind is to believe things without evidence.