I have taken this step because I want the discipline, the fire and the authority of the Church. I am hopelessly unworthy of it, but I hope to become worthy.

Art is magic, not logic. This craze for the logical spirit in irrational shape is part of the present harmful mania for uniformity.

In the Augustan age ... poetry was ... the sister of architecture; with the romantics, and their heightened vowel-sense, resulting in different melodic lines, she became the sister of music; in the present day, she appears like the sister of horticulture, each poem growing according to the law of its own nature.

There is no truth. Only points of view.

Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.

the arts are life accelerated and concentrated.

Hot water is my native element. I was in it as a baby, and I have never seemed to get out of it ever since.