The unconscious mind has a habit of asserting itself in the afternoon.

...the essential intention is the real sin. A man who cannot choose ceases to be a man.

Every grain of experience is food for the greedy growing soul of the artist.

Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?

Art is rare and sacred and hard work, and there ought to be a wall of fire around it.

It's always good to remember where you come from and celebrate it. To remember where you come from is part of where you're going.

Suddenly, I viddied what I had to do, and what I had wanted to do, and that was to do myself in; to snuff it, to blast off for ever out of this wicked, cruel world. One moment of pain perhaps and, then, sleep forever, and ever and ever.