The more I see of democracy the more I dislike it. It just brings everything down to the mere vulgar level of wages and prices, electric light and water closets, and nothing else.

The novel is the highest form of human expression so far attained. Why? Because it is so incapable of the absolute.

As we all know, too much of any divine thing is destruction

Once you abstract from this, once you generalize and postulate Universals, you have departed from the creative reality, and entered the realm of static fixity, mechanism, materialism.

The sense of wonder, that is our sixth sense.

It's autumn and everybody feels like a disembodied spirit then.

Recklessness is almost a man's revenge on his woman. He feels he is not valued so he will risk destroying himself to deprive her altogether.