Sometimes snakes can’t slough. They can’t burst their old skin. Then they go sick and die inside the old skin, and nobody ever sees the new pattern. It needs a real desperate recklessness to burst your old skin at last. You simply don’t care what happens to you, if you rip yourself in two, so long as you do get out.

My belief is in the blood and flesh as being wiser than the intellect. The body-unconsciou s is where life bubbles up in us. It is how we know that we are alive, alive to the depths of our souls and in touch somewhere with the vivid reaches of the cosmos.

Sleep is a hint of lovely oblivion.

God is only a great imaginative experience.

If it be not true to me, What care I how true it be.. Though it be not true to thee, It's gay and gospel truth to me.

Having achieved and accomplished love, then the man passes into the unknown. He has become himself, his tale is told.

Whether I get on in the world is a question; but I certainly don't get on very well with the world.