Only in a novel are all things given full play.

Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of the critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.

Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams.

It is quite true, as some poets said, that the God who created man must have had a sinister sense of humor, creating him a reasonable being, yet forcing him to take this ridiculous posture, and driving him with blind craving for this ridiculous performance.

One never can know the whys and the wherefores of one's passional changes.

The business of art is to reveal the relation between man and his environment.

No creature is fully itself till it is, like the dandelion, opened in the bloom of pure relationship to the sun, the entire living cosmos.