I am made and remade continually. Different people draw different words from me.

I need not hate any man; he cannot hurt me. I need not flatter any man; he has nothing to give me.

Who shall measure the hat and violence of the poet's heart when caught and tangled in a woman's body?

A thousand things to be written had I time: had I power. A very little writing uses up my capacity for writing.

To enjoy freedom ... we have of course to control ourselves. We must not squander our powers, helplessly and ignorantly, squirting half the house in order to water a single rose.

Travelers are much at the mercy of phrases ... vast generalizations formulate in their exposed brains.

A masterpiece is something said once and for all, stated, finished, so that it's there complete in the mind, if only at the back.