The whole of life is symbolic because the whole of it has meaning.

It's only in bad novels that people are divided into two camps and have nothing to do with each other. In real life everything gets mixed up! Don't you think you'd have to be a hopeless nonentity to play only one role all your life, to have only one place in society, always to stand for the same thing?--Ah, there you are!" - Larissa Fyodorovna in Doctor Zhivago.

I hate everything you say, but not enough to kill you for it.

No deep and strong feeling, such as we may come across here and there in the world, is unmixed with compassion. The more we love, the more the object of our love seems to us to be a victim.

Art has two constant, two unending concerns: It always meditates on death and thus always creates life. All great, genuine art resembles and continues the Revelation of St John.

What is laid down, ordered, factual is never enough to embrace the whole truth: life always spills over the rim of every cup.

But what are pity, conscience, or fear To the brazen pair, compared With the living sorcery Of their hot embraces?