It doesn't matter what people call you unless they call you pigeon pie and eat you up.

Once you start changing a name, you see, there's no reason ever to stop. One always hears one that sounds better.

These memories, which are my life--for we possess nothing certainly except the past--were always with me.

His heart; some long word at the heart. He is dying of a long word.

Free as air; that's what they say- "free as air". Now they bring me my air in an iron barrel.

I had been there before; I knew all about it.

An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.