The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.

We lose our hair, our teeth! Our bloom, our ideals.

Sloth is all passions the most powerful.

An imaginative adventure does not enjoy the same corsets as reportage.

Imagination at wit's end spreads its sad wings.

Enough. Sudden enough. Sudden all far. No move and sudden all far. All least. Three pins. One pinhole. In dimmost dim. Vasts apart. At bounds of boundless void. Whence no farther. Best worse no farther. Nohow less. Nohow worse. Nohow naught. Nohow on.

And truly it little matters what I say, this or that or any other thing. Saying is inventing. Wrong, very rightly wrong. You invent nothing, you think you are inventing, you think you are escaping, and all you do is stammer out your lesson, the remnants of a pensum one day got by heart and long forgotten, life without tears, as it is wept.