The privileges of knowledge have to be bought at the cost of the consolations of ignorance.

People knew less of each other, perhaps, but they felt more free of each other, and so were more individual. The entire world was not for them only a push or a switch away. Strangers were strange, and sometimes with an exciting, beautiful strangeness. It may be better for humanity that we should communicate more and more.

The best wines take the longest to mature.

To write poetry and to commit suicide, apparently so contradictory, had really been the same, attempts at escape.

It's no good. I've been trying to sleep for the last half-hour, and I can't. Writing here is a sort of drug. It's the only thing I look forward to. This afternoon I read what I wrote... And it seemed vivid. I know it seems vivid because my imagination fills in all the bits another person wouldn't understand. I mean, it's vanity. But it seems a sort of magic... And I just can't live in this present. I would go mad if I did

When you draw something it lives and when you photograph it it dies

Greece is like a mirror. It makes you suffer. Then you learn.' To live alone?' To live. With what you are.