Prohibitions create the desire they were intended to cure.

All culture corrupts, but French culture corrupts absolutely.

Love joins and then divides. How else would we be growing?

He thought and suffered a good deal but he lacked the resolution to dare--the first requisite of a practitioner.

Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will-whatever we may think.

Very few people realise that sex is a psychic and not a physical act. The clumsy coupling of human beings is simply a biological paraphrase of this truth - a primitive method of introducing minds to each other, engaging them. But most people are stuck in the physical aspect, unaware of the poetic rapport which it so clumsily tries to teach.

I see artists as a great battalion moving through paint, words, music towards cosmological interpretation.