What pursuit is more elegant than that of collecting the ignominies of our nature and transfixing them for show, each on the bright pin of a polished phrase?

There is more felicity on the far side of baldness than young men can possibly imagine.

If it's to be, it's up to me.

So, I never lose a sense of the whimsical and perilous charm of daily life, with its meetings and words and accidents.

The truth is that the phenomena of artistic production are still so obscure, so baffling, we are still so far from an accurate scientific and psychological knowledge of their genesis or meaning, that we are forced to accept them as empirical facts; and empirical and non-explanatory names are the names that suit them best.

One can be bored until boredom becomes a mystical experience.

Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.