The reward of art is not fame or success but intoxication.

In a perfect union the man and woman are like a strung bow. Who is to say whether the string bends the bow, or the bow tightens the string?

When in doubt, choose greatness.

Slums may well be breeding grounds of crime, but middle class suburbs are incubators of apathy and delirium.

A life based on reason will always require to be balanced by an occasional bout of violent and irrational emotion, for instinctual drives must be satisfied

The civilized are those who get more out of life than the uncivilized, and for this we are not likely to be forgiven.

While thoughts exist, words are alive and literature becomes an escape, not from, but into living.