Sex, which ought to be an incident of life, is the obsession of the well-fed world.

There is no logical reason why the camel of great art should pass through the needle of mob intelligence.

Fiction and poetry are the only way one can stop time and give an account of an experience and nail it down so that it lasts for ever.

For the sake of my country, and perhaps a little for the sake of my soul, I have given up the deep peace of being in opposition.

Unhappy people are dangerous.

It isn't only living people who die, it is great stretches of living, which can die even when the people who lived there still exist.

I have never been able to write with anything more than the left hand of my mind; the right hand has always been engaged in something to do with personal relationships. I don't complain, because I think my left hand's power, as much as it has, is due to its knowledge of what my right hand is doing.