Every grain of experience is food for the greedy growing soul of the artist.
To be left alone is the most precious thing one can ask of the modern world.
The possession of a book becomes a substitute for reading it.
Come with uncle and hear all proper. Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones...you are invited!
Any book has behind it all the other books that have been written.
Oh, it was gorgeosity and yumyumyum. When it came to the Scherzo I could viddy myself very clear running and running on like the very light and mysterious nogas, carving the whole litso of the creeching world with my cut-throat britva.