Industrial society seems likely to be entering a period of severe stress, due in part to problems of human behavior and in part to economic and environmental problems

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

A writer is in danger of allowing his talent to dull who lets more than a year go past without finding himself in his rightful place of composition, the small single unluxurious retreat of the twentieth century, the hotel bedroom.

There is no more sombre enemy of good art than the pram in the hall.

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

In the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.