I admire answers to which no answers can be made.

There comes a time in each man's education in which he comes to the conclusion that envy is ignorance, imitation is suicide, and society in in conspiracy against each one of its members.

Every wall is a door.

In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts; they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.

Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside.

Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . .

There are books... which rank in our life with parents and lovers and passionate experiences.