Great art is the contempt of a great man for small art.

You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.

All I kept thinking about, over and over, was 'You can't live forever; you can't live forever.

Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.

Then came the war, old sport. It was a great relief, and I tried very hard to die, but I seemed to bear an enchanted life.

Very strong personalities must confine themselves in mutual conversation to very gentle subjects.

Amory: I love you. Rosalind: I love you- now.