It astounds us to come upon other egoists, as though we alone had the right to be selfish, and to be filled with eagerness to live.

You can recover from the writing malady only by falling mortally ill and dying.

In morals, always do as others do; in art, never.

The void yields up nothing. You have to be a great poet to make it ring.

I am afraid I shall not find him, but I shall still look for him, for if he exists, he may be appreciative of my efforts.

There are moments when everything goes well, but don't be frightened.

Talent is like money; you don't have to have some to talk about it.