I don't think the English like me. I sold a colossal best seller in America, and they never really forgave me.

Each age, each guilty age, builds high walls around its Versailles; and personally I hate those walls most when they are made by literature and art.

He felt himself in suspension between the two worlds, the warm, neat civilization behind his back, the cool, dark mystery outside. We all write poems; it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words.

The craving to risk death is our last great perversion. We come from night, we go into night. Why live in night?

Stained glass, engraved glass, frosted glass; give me plain glass.

There are only two races on this planet - the intelligent and the stupid.

If you want to be true to life, start lying about it