All thought is immoral. Its very essence is destruction. If you think of anything, you kill it. Nothing survives being thought of.

No theory of life seemed to him to be of any importance compared with life itself

There are moments when art attains almost to the dignity of manual labor.

Well, I know, of course, how important it is not to keep a business engagement, if one wants to retain any sense of the beauty of life.

Any place that we love becomes our world.

Just because a man has died for it, does not make it true.

You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvelous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid