Thirst was made for water. Inquiry for truth.

The human mind is generally far more eager to praise and dispraise than to describe and define. It wants to make every distinction a distinction of value; hence those fatal critics who can never point out the differing quality of two poets without putting them in an order of preference as if they were candidates for a prize.

Nothing is yet in its true form.

I do not expect old heads on young shoulders.

The natural life in each of us is something self-centred, something that wants to be petted and admired, to take advantage of other lives, to exploit the whole universe.

No interviews without appointments except between nine and ten p.m. on second Saturdays.

Crying is all right in its way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.