...there is no old age of the soul.

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

Also, he was smoking a cigar, and when a man is smoking a cigar, wearing a hat, he has an advantage; it is harder to find out how he feels.

My face too blind, my mind too limited, my instincts too narrow. But this intensity, doesn't it mean anything?

I think that art has something to do with an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction.

One must bear in mind the odd angle or slant that the rays of love have to take in order to reach a heart like mine.

Associate with the noblest people you can find; read the best books; live with the mighty; but learn to be happy alone.