The true function of a writer is to produce a masterpiece and no other task is of any consequence.

Hate is crystallized fear, fear's dividend, fear objectivized. We hate what we fear and so where hate is, fear will be lurking.

Imagination is nostalgia for the past, the absent it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshot of reality.

Vulgarity is the garlic in the salad of charm.

An aesthetic movement with a revolutionary dynamism and no popular appeal should proceed quite otherwise than by public scandal, publicity stunt, noisy expulsion and excommunication.

The friendships which last are those wherein each friend respects the other's dignity to the point of not really wanting anything from him.

Classical and romantic: private language of a family quarrel, a dead dispute over the distribution of emphasis between man and nature.