When the voice of your friend or the page of your book sinks into democratic equality with the pattern of the wallpaper, the feel of your clothes, your memory of last night, and the noises from the road, you are falling asleep. The highly selective consciousness enjoyed by fully alert men, with all its builded sentiments and consecrated ideals, has as much to be called real as the drowsy chaos, and more.

Without sin, the universe is a Solemn Game: and there is no good game without rules.

Where I come from, they don't think much of men who are bossed about by their wives.

She remembered, as every sensible person does, that you should never never shut yourself up in a wardrobe.

Pain plants the flag of truth within a rebel fortress.

I prefer being honest to being 'honest to God.'

To every man, in his acquaintance with a new art, there comes a moment when that which before was meaningless first lifts, as it were, one corner of the curtain that hides its mystery, and reveals, in a burst of delight which later and fuller understanding can hardly ever equal, one glimpse of the indefinite possibilities within.