Either criticism is no good at all (a very defensible position) or else criticism means saying about an author the very things that would have made him jump out of his boots.

Ritual will always mean throwing away something: destroying our corn or wine upon the altar of our gods.

If, therefore, nonsense is really to be the literature of the future, it must have its own version of the Cosmos to offer; the world must not only be tragic, romantic, and religious, it must be nonsensical also.

If the world becomes pagan and perishes, the last man left alive would do well to quote the Iliad and die.

Aesthetes never do anything but what they are told.

If an editor can only make people angry enough, they will write half his newspaper for him for nothing.

If you argue with a madman, it is extremely probable that you will get the worst of it; for in many ways his mind moves all the quicker for not being delayed by the things that go with good judgment.