I could deny it if I liked. I could deny anything if I liked.

Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if only one hides it.

To be in love is to surpass one's self.

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight.

Human life--that appeared to him the one thing worth investigating. Compared to it there was nothing else of any value. It was true that as one watched life in its curious crucible of pain and pleasure, one could not wear over one's face a mask of glass, nor keep the sulphurous fumes from troubling the brain and making the imagination turbid with monstrous fancies and misshapen dreams.

Man is made for something better than disturbing dirt.