If you don't make mistakes, you don't make anything .

Beyond the fence the forest stood up spectrally in the moonlight, and through the dim stir, through the faint sounds of that lamentable courtyard, the silence of the land went home to one's very heart - its mystery, its greatness, the amazing reality of its concealed life.

There is no credulity so eager and blind as the credulity of covetousness, which, in its universal extent, measures the moral misery and the intellectual destitution of mankind.

An artist is a man of action, whether he creates a personality, invents an expedient, or finds the issue of a complicated situation.

Even extreme grief may ultimately vent itself in violence--but more generally takes the form of apathy

Criticism, that fine flower of personal expression in the garden of letters.

I was constantly watching myself, my secret self, as dependent on my actions as my own personality