All literary men are Red Sox fans - to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.
I love you not for the person you are, but for your possibilities.
You can't expect to communicate with anyone if you're a bore.
There isn't a king or a merchant prince in the whole world that I envy, for I always knew I was born to be a child of destiny and that I was never meant to wring my living from detestable, low, degrading, mean and ordinary kinds of business.
I can't write without a reader. It's precisely like a kiss - you can't do it alone.
How can a people who do not mean to understand death hope to understand love, and who will sound the alarm?