A piece of creative writing, like a day-dream, is a continuation of, and a substitute for, what was once the play of childhood.

I no longer believe that William Shakespeare the actor from Stratford was the author of the works that have been ascribed to him.

The individual does actually carry on a double existence: one designed to serve his own purposes and another as a link in a chain, in which he serves against, or at any rate without, any volition of his own.

No one who, like me, conjures up the most evil of those half-tamed demons that inhabit the human breast, and seeks to wrestle with them, can expect to come through the struggle unscathed.

Love in the form of longing and deprivation lowers the self regard.

The very emphasis of the commandment: Thou shalt not kill, makes it certain that we are descended from an endlessly long chain of generations of murderers, whose love of murder was in their blood as it is perhaps also in ours.

One is very crazy when in love.