The only history is a mere question of one's struggle inside oneself. But that is the joy of it. One need neither discover Americas nor conquer nations, and yet one has as great a work as Columbus or Alexander, to do.

Sex and beauty are inseparable, like life and consciousness. And the intelligence which goes with sex and beauty, and arises out of sex and beauty, is intuition.

There are three cures for ennui: sleep, drink and travel.

Sentimentalism is the working off on yourself of feelings you haven't really got.

The novel is the highest form of human expression so far attained. Why? Because it is so incapable of the absolute.

A man must keep his earnestness nimble, to escape ridicule.

Death is the only pure, beautiful conclusion of a great passion.