She's got feet like boats, whiskers like an American, and her undies are filthy.

The moments of the past do not remain still; they retain in our memory the motion which drew them towards the future, towards a future which has itself become the past, and draw us on in their train.

All our final decisions are made in a state of mind that is not going to last.

In summoning even the wisest of physicians to our aid, it is probably that he is relying upon a scientific "truth", the error of which will become obvious in just a few years' time.

...a writer's works, like the water in an artesian well, mount to a height which is in proportion to the depth to which suffering has penetrated his soul.

The human plagiarism which is most difficult to avoid, for individuals... is the plagiarism of ourselves.

with one image he would make that beauty explode into me.