One man isn't any better than another, not because they are equal, but because they are intrinsically other, that there is no termof comparison.

That is your trick, your bit of filthy magic: invisibility, and the anaesthetic power to deaden my attention in your direction.

Satire exists for the purpose of killing the social being [for the sake of] the true individual, the real human being.

One should feel inside oneself for right and wrong, and should have the patience to gradually realise one's God.

Design in art, is a recognition of the relation between various things, various elements in the creative flux. You can't invent a design. You recognize it, in the fourth dimension. That is, with your blood and your bones, as well as with your eyes.

If only we could live two lives: the first in which to make one's mistakes, and the second in which to profit by them.

It seems to me that the chief thing about a woman - who is much of a woman - is that in the long run she is not to be had... She is not to be caught by any of the catch-words, love, beauty, honor, duty, worth, work, salvation - none of them - not in the long run. In the long run she only says Am I satisfied, or is there some beastly dissatisfaction gnawing and gnawing inside me. And if there is some dissatisfaction, it is physical, at least as much as psychic, sex as much as soul.