There are three cures for ennui: sleep, drink and travel.
It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.
I believe the nearest I've come to perfect love was with a young coal-miner when I was about 16.
God is only a great imaginative experience.
Money poisons you when you've got it, and starves you when you haven't.
I want us to be together without bothering about ourselves- to be really together because we ARE together, as if it were a phenomenon, not a thing we have to maintain by our own effort.