Since I personified the savage on the stage, I tried to be as civilized as possible in daily life.

The old Catholic parties hounded me with a Christian hatred from station to station, city to city, one stage to another.

A violinist had a violin, a painter his palette. All I had was myself. I was the instrument that I must care for.

I was a devil in other countries, and I was a little devil in America, too.

Each time I leaped I seemed to touch the sky and when I regained earth it seemed to be mine alone.

The things we truly love stay with us always, locked in our hearts as long as life remains.

You must get an education. You must go to school, and you must learn to protect yourself. And you must learn to protect yourself with the pen, and not the gun.