Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.

Every artist is an unhappy lover.

Love is the perception of individuals. Love is the extremely difficult realisation that something other than oneself is real.

Remember that the secret of all learning is patience and that curiosity is not the same thing as a thirst for knowledge.

any writer is inevitably going to work with his own anxieties and desires. If the book is any good it has got to have in it the fire of a personal unconscious mind.

Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.

Yes, of course, there's something fishy about describing people's feelings. You try hard to be accurate, but as soon as you start to define such and such a feeling, language lets you down. It's really a machine for making falsehoods. When we really speak the truth, words are insufficient. Almost everything except things like "pass the gravy" is a lie of a sort. And that being the case, I shall shut up. Oh, and... pass the gravy.