So we'll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.

It appears that every man's insomnia is as different from his neighbours as are their daytime hopes and aspirations.

If you try to create a type, you may end with nothing. If you do a good job of creating an individual, you may succeed at creating a type.

These lights, this brightness, these clusters of human hope, of wild desire—I shall take these lights in my fingers. I shall make them bright, and whether they shine or not, it is in these fingers that they shall succeed or fail.

I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world.

Sometimes I don't know whether I'm real or whether I'm a character in one of my novels.

Somewhere inside me there’ll always be the person I am to-night