It seems to me that the conquest of the air is the only major task for our generation.

If I could talk it like Dahoum, you would never be tired of listening to me.

We lived always in the stretch or sag of nerves, either on the crest or in the trough of waves of feeling.

The Beduin could not look for God within him: he was too sure that he was within God.

I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands/and wrote my will across the sky in stars

All the revision in the world will not save a bad first draft: for the architecture of the thing comes, or fails to come, in the first conception, and revision only affects the detail and ornament, alas!

The literature of disease is more interesting to me than all the healthy books.