The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs.

I love Italian opera - it's so reckless. Damn Wagner, and his bellowings at Fate and death. Damn Debussy, and his averted face. I like the Italians who run all on impulse, and don't care about their immortal souls, and don't worry about the ultimate.

It's bad taste to be wise all the time, like being at a perpetual funeral.

The modern pantheist not only sees the god in everything, he takes photographs of it.

The English people on the whole are surely the nicest people in the world, and everybody makes everything so easy for everyone else, that there is almost nothing to resist at all.

Any inhibition must be wrong, since inevitably in the end it causes neurosis and insanity.

Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing for long years. And for this reason, some old things are lovely warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.