If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist.

Do you remember the sight we saw, my soul, that soft summer morning round a turning in the path, the disgusting carcass on a bed scattered with stones, its legs in the air like a woman in need burning its wedding poisons like a fountain with its rhythmic sobs, I could hear it clearly flowing with a long murmuring sound, but I touch my body in vain to find the wound. I am the vampire of my own heart, one of the great outcasts condemned to eternal laughter who can no longer smile. Am I dead? I must be dead.

The priest is an immense being because he makes the crowd believe astonishing things.

Photographers, you will never become artists. All you are is mere copiers.

I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one, The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily, And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass; And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass, I shall close all my shutters, pull the curtains tight, And build me stately palaces by candlelight.

Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and Divine.

Imagination is the queen of truth, and possibility is one of the regions of truth. She is positively akin to infinity.