To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism.

I feel that very strongly: having been an academic, having been tempted by the invitation to stay on to become a Ph.D., a professor, and all that, one side of me certainly does respect all disciplines, as long as they don't ossify.

It is a terrible thing to be so open: it is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world.

When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know.

I felt the mask crumple, the great poisonous store of corrosive ashes begin to spew out of my mouth.

If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, for as long as I possibly could.

I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.