The most dangerous word in any human tongue is the word for brother. It's inflammatory.

Only some radical change can divert the downward course of my spirit, some startling new place or people to arrest the drift, the drag.

The nervous system of any age or nation is its creative workers, its artists. And if that nervous system is profoundly disturbed by its environment, the work it produces will inescapably reflect the disturbances, sometimes obliquely and sometimes with violent directness.

And then the searchlight which had been turned on the world was turned off again and never for one moment since has there been any light that's stronger than this-kitchen-candle.

Is a lifetime long enough to hold the regret that I have for that fantastically aborted but crazily sweet love affair?

Morning can always be counted on to bring us back to a more realistic level.

But there are things that happen between a man and a woman in the dark -- that sort of make everything else seem -- unimportant.