If people and their manner of living were alike everywhere, there would not be much point in moving from one place to another.

[A]nother important difference between tourist and traveler is that the former accepts his own civilization without question; not so the traveler, who compares it with the others, and rejects those elements he finds not to his liking.

The soul is the weariest part of the body.

How fragile we are under the sheltering sky. Behind the sheltering sky is a vast dark universe, and we're just so small.

I wanted to meet other artists. I suppose I simply felt that I was taking pot shots at clay pipes. Pop! Down goes Gertrude, down goes Jean Cocteau, down goes André Gide.

Everyone is isolated from everyone else. The concept of society is like a cushion to protect us from the knowledge of that isolation. A fiction that serves as an anesthetic.

Publishers are thieves, they are on the other side of the barricade.