The obstacle became his alibi for weakness.

She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in the eyes of others. She does not dare to be herself.

Most artists have retired too absolutely; they grow rusty, inflexible to the flow of currents.

Ordinary life does not interest me.

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

We sit on the kitchen exchanging these diabolical outgrowths of overfertile minds.

Big Business and Politics are twins, they are the monsters who kill everything, corrupt everything.