Life is a game of piquet played in a bramble bush in very bad weather.

One of the marks of a gift is to have the courage of it.

I will never again attempt to tell any young person what to do - the really gifted don't need advice and the others can't take it.

There is no such thing as an exact synonym and no such thing as an unmixed motive.

The real sin against life is to abuse and destroy beauty, even one's own.

All working, practical political systems, even those professing to originate in moral grandeur, are based upon and operate by contempt of human life and the individual fate.

There seems to be a kind of order in the universe…in the movement of the stars and the turning of the Earth and the changing of the seasons. But human life is almost pure chaos. Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own right and feelings, mistaking the motives of others, and his own.