The soul is a very perfect judge of her own motions, if your mind doesn't dictate to her.

I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.

The East is marvellously interesting for tracing our steps back. But for going forward, it is nothing. All it can hope for is to be fertilised by Europe, so that it can start on a new phase.

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 journey of love has been rather a lacerating, if well-worth-it, journey.

Imitate the magnificent trees that speak no word of their rapture, but only breathe largely the luminous breeze.

I love Italian opera - it's so reckless. Damn Wagner, and his bellowings at Fate and death. Damn Debussy, and his averted face. I like the Italians who run all on impulse, and don't care about their immortal souls, and don't worry about the ultimate.