Distance in a straight line has no mystery. The mystery is in the sphere.

Everything is politics.

I never can understand how anyone can not smoke it deprives a man of the best part of life. With a good cigar in his mouth a man is perfectly safe, nothing can touch him, literally.

One must die to life in order to be utterly a creator.

Stupid — well, there are so many kinds of stupidity, and cleverness is one of the worst.

Solitude gives birth to the original in us, to beauty unfamiliar and perilous - to poetry. But also, it gives birth to the opposite: to the perverse, the illicit, the absurd.

For the sake of goodness and love, man shall let death have no sovereignty over his thoughts.