I am sorry to think that you do not get a man's most effective criticism until you provoke him. Severe truth is expressed with some bitterness.

Maturity is when all of your mirrors turn into windows.

If you will not try, you will go to your grave with your song still inside you.

Love your life, poor as it is.

The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling. Yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly.

How can he remember well his ignorance - which his growth requires - who has so often to use his knowledge?

I think that there is nothing, not even crime, more opposed to poetry, to philosophy, ay, to life itself than this incessant business.