...and then, I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough?

The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible, but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore.

Nature always begins by resisting the artist, but he who really takes it seriously does not allow that resistance to put him off his stride; on the contrary, it is that much more of a stimulus to fight for victory.

Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it.

And love makes one calmer about many things, and in that way, one is more fit for one's work.

I am no friend of present-day Christianity, though its Founder was sublime.

What a simple thing death is, just as simple as the falling of an autumn leaf.