Be a good animal, true to your animal instincts.
The novel is the highest example of subtle interrelatedness that man has discovered.
Anatomy presupposes a corpse; psychology presupposes a world of corpses.
The soul is a very perfect judge of her own motions, if your mind doesn't dictate to her.
You can have your cake and eat it. But my God, it will go rotten inside you.
Why doesn't the past decently bury itself, instead of sitting waiting to be admired by the present?