The thing of course, is to make yourself alive. Most people remain all of their lives in a stupor.
It is no use. I find it impossible to work with security staring me in the face.
Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything.
Realism, in so far as the word means reality to life, is always bad art.
I feel that I am writing out of a full life. I am a rich man, rich in men known, in adventures had. I am rich with living.
In the beginning when the world was young there were a great many thoughts but no such thing as truth. Man made the truths himself and each truth was a composite of a great many vague thoughts. All about in the world were truths and they were all beautiful.