I don’t actually take much stock in the collapsing culture bit. I’m beginning to see it instead as the conduct of life without input from your soul.

Hapiness can only be found if you can free yourself of all other distractions.

We are funny creatures. We don't see the stars as they are, so why do we love them? They are not small gold objects, but endless fire.

But there are things you can't consult anybody about.

In expressing love we belong among the undeveloped countries.

I think that New York is not the cultural centre of America, but the business and administrative centre of American culture.

Boredom is the conviction that you can't change ... the shriek of unused capacities.