You think it more difficult to turn air into wine than to turn wine into blood?.

All the emotions have something in common. People are quite aware of the sorrow there always is in lust, but they are not so aware of the lust there is in sorrow.

Sometimes I see myself reflected too closely in other men for comfort, and then I have an enormous wish to believe in the saints, in heroic virtue.

Pain is easy to write. In pain we're all happily individual. But what can one write about happiness?

O God, You've done enough, You've robbed me of enough, I'm too tired and old to learn to love, leave me alone for ever.

The truth has never been of any real value to any human being - it is a symbol for mathematicians and philosophers to pursue. In human relations kindness and lies are worth a thousand truths.

An autobiography is only 'a sort of life' - it may contain less errors of fact than a biography, but it is of necessity even more selective: it begins later and it ends prematurely.