A creator is not in advance of his generation but he is the first of his contemporaries to be conscious of what is happening to his generation.

It takes a lot of time to be a genius, you have to sit around so much doing nothing, really doing nothing.

Supposing everyone lived at one time what would they say. They would observe that stringing string beans is universal.

There is no real reality to a really imagined life any more.

This joy you feel is life.

The nineteenth century was completely lacking in logic, it had cosmic terms and hopes, and aspirations, and discoveries, and ideals but it had no logic.

You will write if you will write without thinking of the result in terms of a result, but think of the writing in terms of discovery, which is to say that creation must take place between the pen and the paper, not before in a thought or afterwards in a recasting... It will come if it is there and if you will let it come.