If it doesn't absorb you, if it isn't any fun, don't do it.

The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death.

I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies - thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.

Poe tried alcohol, and any drug he could lay his hands on. He also tried any human being he could lay his hands on.

The American grips himself, at the very sources of his consciousness, in a grip of care: and then, to so much of the rest of life, is indifferent. Whereas, the European hasn't got so much care in him, so he cares much more for life and living.

He knew that conscience was chiefly fear of society or fear of oneself.

Man is a thought-adventurer.