Art like life is an open secret.

Old age is an insult. It's like being smacked.

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

Let us define 'man' as a poet perpetually conspiring against himself.

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'm trying to die correctly, but it's very difficult, you know.

Who invented the human heart, I wonder? Tell me, and then show me the place where he was hanged.