The Christian fear of the pagan outlook has damaged the whole consciousness of man.

The peasants of Sicily, who have kept their own wheat and make their own natural brown bread, ah, it is amazing how fresh and sweet and clean their loaf seems, so perfumed, as home-made bread used all to be before the war.

Art- speech is the only truth. An artist is usually a damned liar but his art, if it be art, will tell you the truth of his day and that is all that matters. Away with eternal truth. The truth lives from day to day, and the marvelous Plato of yesterday is chiefly bosh today.

I'd be ashamed to see a woman walking around with my name-label on her, address and railway station, like a wardrobe trunk.

In America the cohesion was a matter of choice and will. But in Europe it was organic.

A man has no religion who has not slowly and painfully gathered one together, adding to it, shaping it; and one's religion is never complete and final, it seems, but must always be undergoing modification.

And in this passion for understanding her soul lay close to his; she had him all to herself. But he must be made abstract first.