There is no drunkenness equal to that of remembering whispered words in the night.

The stuff of which masterpieces are made drifts about the world waiting to be clothed in words.

A play visibly represents pure existing.

I've never forgotten for long at a time that living is struggle. I know that every good and excellent thing in the world stands moment by moment on the razor-edge of danger and must be fought for - whether it's a field, or a home, or a country.

Some say that we shall never know, and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer's day, and some say, to the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.

It is only in appearance that time is a river. It is rather a vast landscape and it is the eye of the beholder that moves.

But such occasions of excellence became less and less frequent. As her technique became sounder, [her] sincerity became less necessary.