Knowledge, like experience, is valid in fiction only after it has dissolved and filtered down through the imagination into reality.

Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.

There is a terrible loneliness in the spring.

Knowledge, like experience, is valid in fiction only after it has dissolved and filtered down through the imagination into reality.

There is no monster more destructive than the inventive mind that has outstripped philosophy.

... the novel, as a living force, if not as a work of art, owes an incalculable debt to what we call, mistakenly, the new psychology, to Freud, in his earlier interpretations, and more truly, I think, to Jung.

Passion alone could destroy passion. All the thinking in the world could not make so much as a dent in its surface.