I have come to have the firm conviction that vanity is the basis of everything, and finally that what one calls conscience is only inner vanity.
Beautiful things spoil nothing.
A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.
It's a delicious thing to write. To be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your own creating.
He dreamed of funeral love, but dreams crumble and the tomb abides
The denigration of those we love always detaches us from them in some degree. Never touch your idols: the gilding will stick to your fingers.