Society was calling to its accomplished child to come, to be taken care of, to be instructed, to be judged, to be condemned; it called him to return to that rubbish heap from which he had wandered away, so that justice could be done.

the mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as the future

To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.

... it was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.

Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.

There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies.

A ship in dock, surrounded by quays and the walls of warehouses, has the appearance of a prisoner meditating upon freedom in the sadness of a free spirit put under restraint.