Have it compose a poem -- a poem about a haircut! But lofty, noble, tragic, timeless, full of love, treachery, retribution, quiet heroism in the face of certain doom! Six lines, cleverly rhymed, and every word beginning with the letter s!

Burn with that consuming fire of objectivity that forces a man to renew efforts that are doomed to failure.

We have no need of other worlds. We need mirrors. We don't know what to do with other worlds. A single world, our own, suffices us; but we can't accept it for what it is.

People make filthy things with the freedom they regained.

There is only one positive role of the Nobel prize--it creates some common way to understand a writer. I cannot say, that I like this situation, but that's the way it goes. The books are being born and then walk around the world, just as children do.

Faith is, at one and the same time, absolutely necessary and altogether impossible.

The whole plan hinged upon the natural curiosity of potatoes.