Nothing dates like hate and in literature a little of it goes a very long way.

Most people do not believe in anything very much and our greatest poetry is given to us by those who do.

Beneath a mask of selfish tranquility nothing exists except bitterness and boredom. I am one of those whom suffering has made empty and frivolous: each night in my dreams I pull the scab off a wound; each day, vacuous and habit-ridden, I help it re-form.

The headmistress was an able instructress in French and history and we learned with her as fast as fear could teach us.

When even despair ceases to serve any creative purpose, then surely we are justified in suicide.

A great writer created a world of his own and his readers are proud to live in it. A lesser writer may entice them in for a moment, but soon he will watch them filing out.

A mistake which is commonly made about neurotics is to suppose that they are interesting. It is not interesting to be always unhappy, engrossed with oneself, malignant and ungrateful, and never quite in touch with reality.