It's not a slam at you when people are rude, it's a slam at the people they've met before.

At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.

To create souls in men, to create fine happiness and fine despair she must remain deeply proud - proud to be inviolate, proud also to be melting, to be passionate and possessed.

Beware the artist who's an intellectual also. The artist who doesn't fit.

I am tired of knowing nothing and being reminded of it all the time.

The truth was that for some months he had been going through that partitioning of the things of youth wherein it is decided whether or not to die for what one no longer believes.

Can't repeat the past?" he cried incredulously. "Why of course you can!" He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand.