The one charm of marriage is that it makes a life of deception absolutely necessary for both parties.

I never saw a man who looked With such a wistful eye Upon that little tent of blue Which prisoners call the sky.

If I hadn't believed it, then I wouldn't have seen it

A community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual employment of punishment than it is by the occasional occurence of crime.

The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me.

There is only good art and mediocre art.

One's dreams must be big enough so as not to lose sight of them.