Every author, however modest, keeps a most outrageous vanity chained like a madman in the padded cell of his breast.

The indefatigable pursuit of an unattainable perfection -even though nothing more than the pounding of an old piano -is what alone gives a meaning to our life on this unavailing star.

If you are losing your leisure, look out! You are losing your soul.

What joy can the years bring half so sweet as the unhappiness they've taken away?

The word snob belongs to the sour-grape vocabulary.

I like to walk down Bond Street, thinking of all the things I don't desire.

It is through the cracks in our brains that ecstasy creeps in.