A work of art is an exaggeration.
The itch is a mean, unconfessable, ridiculous malady; one can pity someone who is suffering ; someone who wants to scratch himself makes one laugh.
If a young writer can refrain from writing, he shouldn’t hesitate to do so.
Nothing prevents happiness like the memory of happiness.
The individual person is more interesting than people in general; he and not they is the one whom God created in His image.
What thwarts us and demands of us the greatest effort is also what can teach us most.