Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea.

The difference between a gun and a tree is a difference of tempo. The tree explodes every spring.

I should consent to breed under pressure, if I were convinced in any way of the reasonableness of reproducing the species. But my nerves and the nerves of any woman I could live with three months, would produce only a victim... lacking in impulse, a mere bundle of discriminations. If I were wealthy I might subsidize a stud of young peasants, or a tribal group in Tahiti.

Allow me to say that I would long since have committed suicide had desisting made me a professor of Latin.

Artists are the antennae of the race, but the bullet-headed many will never learn to trust the great artists.

The eyes of this dead lady speak to me For here was love, was not to be drowned out. And here desire, not to be kissed away. The eyes of this dead lady speak to me.

I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise. Let the Gods forgive what I have made Let those I love try to forgive what I have made.