A country without a memory is a country of madmen.

Poetry is an attenuation, a rehandling, an echo of crude experience; it is itself a theoretic vision of things at arm's length.

The works of nature first acquire a meaning in the commentaries they provoke.

To fight is a radical instinct; if men have nothing else to fight over they will fight over words, fancies, or women, or they will fight because they dislike each other's looks, or because they have met walking in opposite directions.

Almost every wise saying has an opposite one, no less wise, to balance it.

Sanity is madness put to good use.

To be bewitched is not to be saved, though all the magicians and aesthetes in the world should pronounce it to be so.