Mr. James Joyce is a great man who is entirely without taste.

Existence in itself, taken at its least miraculous, is a miracle.

The happy marriage, which is the only proper nursery, is indissoluble. The unhappy marriage, which perpetually tells the child a bogey-man story about life, ought to be dissolved.

art is at least in part a way of collecting information about the universe.

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

The principle of avoiding the unnecessary expenditure of energy has enabled the species to survive in a world full of stimuli; but it prevents the survival of the aristocracy.

a good oyster cannot please the palate as acutely as a bad one can revolt it, and a good oyster cannot make him who eats it live for ever though a bad one can make him dead for ever.