All artists are crackpots. And it's their finest feature.

Everyone has their own personality, its own character, and if he respects that, everything would finally fall over for good only.

The brooding is better than the joy because even if the heart fills with happiness, it still mourns.

His mind was like a soup dish, wide and shallow; it could hold a small amount of nearly anything, but the slightest jarring spilled the soup into somebody's lap

Nature always resists the artist at the beginning.

Reading is a stout-hearted activity, disporting courage, keenness, stick-to-it-ness. It is also, in my experience, one of the most thrilling and enduring delights of life, equal to a home run, a slam-dunk, or breaking the four-minute mile.

There are no faster or firmer friendships than those formed between people who love the same books.