He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.

We live in constant danger of coming apart. The mystery of why we do not always come apart is the animating tension of all art.

I am rooted, but I flow.

What is meant by reality? It would seem to be something very erratic, very undependable - now to be found in a dusty road, now in a scrap of newspaper in the street, now a daffodil in the sun. It lights up a group in a room and stamps some casual saying

I feel so intensely the delights of shutting oneself up in a little world of one’s own, with pictures and music and everything beautiful.

Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.

Above all you must illumine your own soul with its profundities and its shallows, and its vanities and its generosities, and say what your beauty means to you or your plainness, and what is your relation to the ever-changing and turning world.