He was not immoral, but merely unmoral.

I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.

It is good that man should accept at face value the cheats of sense and snares of flesh, and through the fogs of sentiency pursue the lures and lies of passion.

Go strip off your clothes that are a nuisance in this mellow clime. Get in and wrestle with the sea; wing your heels with the skill and power that reside in you, hit the sea's breakers, master them, and ride upon their backs as a king should.

The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.

Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.

I love the flesh. I'm a pagan. "Who are they who speak evil of the clay? The very stars are made of clay like mine!"