I have seldom written a story, long or short, that I did not have to write and rewrite. There are single stories of mine that have taken me ten or twelve years to get written.

Wait and wait. Most people's lives are spent waiting.

What's wrong with this egotism? If a man doesn't delight in himself and the force in him and feel that he and it are wonders, how is all life to become important to him?

A man needs a purpose for real health.

The thing of course, is to make yourself alive. Most people remain all of their lives in a stupor.

The writing of words can lead to all sorts of absurdities.

You won’t arrive. It is an endless search.