It is marriage, perhaps, which had given man the best of his freedom, given him his little kingdom of his own within the big kingdom of the state.... It is a true freedom because it is a true fulfilment, for man, woman and children. Do we then want to break marriage? If we do break it, it means we all fall to a far greater extent under the direct sway of the State.

Be sure your sins will find you out, especially if you're married and her name's Bertha

If you try to nail anything down, in the novel, either it kills the novel, or the novel gets up and walks away with the nail.

Is our day of creative life finished? Does there remain to us only the strange, awful afterwards of the knowledge in dissolution,the African knowledge, but different for us, who are blond and blue-eyed from the north?.... There was another way, the way of freedom. There was the paradisal entry into pure, single beingwhich accepted the obligation of the permanent connection with others, and with the other, submits to the yoke and leash of love, but never forfeits its own proud individual singleness, even while it loves and yields.

The great mass of humanity should never learn to read or write.

Oh the innocent girl in her maiden teens knows perfectly well what everything means.

In every great novel, who is the hero all the time? Not any of the characters, but some unnamed and nameless flame behind them all.