The mind can assert anything and pretend it has proved it. My beliefs I test on my body, on my intuitional consciousness, and when I get a response there, then I accept.

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.

It always seemed to me that men wore their beards, like they wear their neckties, for show.

And all the time she felt the reflection of his hopelessness in her. She couldn't quite, quite love in hoplessness. And he, being hopeless, couldn't ever love at all.

What the eye doesn't see and the mind doesn't know, doesn't exist.

They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent.

Men fight for liberty and win it with hard knocks. Their children, brought up easy, let it slip away again, poor fools. And their grandchildren are once more slaves.