What thou lovest well remains.

A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions It is classic because of a certain eternal and irrepressible freshness.

Every great change is simple.

No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.

In case I conk out, this is provisionally what I have to do: I must clarify obscurities; I must make clearer definite ideas or dissociations. I must find a verbal formula to combat the rise of brutality--the principle of order versus the split atom.

This is no book. Whoever touches this touches a man.

Technique is the test of sincerity.