I have sought happiness through many ages and not found it.

Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost.

Somewhere, everywhere, now hidden, now apparent in what ever is written down, is the form of a human being. If we seek to know him, are we idly occupied?

... the public and the private worlds are inseparably connected ... the tyrannies and servilities of the one are the tyrannies and servilities of the other.

I have lost friends, some by death...others by sheer inability to cross the street.

People only become writers if they can't find the one book they've always wanted to read.

I am reading six books at once, the only way of reading; since, as you will agree, one book is only a single unaccompanied note, and to get the full sound, one needs ten others at the same time.