It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.

He who gets nearer the sun is leader, the aristocrat of aristocrats, or he who, like Dostoevsky, gets nearest the moon of our non-being.

Good God, what does it matter? If life is a tragedy, or a farce, or a disaster, or anything else, what do I care! Let life be what it likes. Give me a drink, that's what I want just now.

The unhappiness of a wife with a good husband is much more devastating than the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband.

It was as if thousands and thousands of little roots and threads of consciousness in him and her had grown together into a tangled mass, till they could crowd no more, and the plant was dying. Now quietly, subtly, she was unravelling the tangle of his consciousness and hers, breaking the threads gently, one by one, with patience and impatience to get clear.

The fairest thing in nature, a flower, still has its roots in earth and manure.

I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.