As to the rest, I am no more guilty of imitating 'real life' than'real life' is responsible for plagiarizing me.

Literature and butterflies are the two sweetest passions known to man.

Non-Russian readers do not realize two things: that not all Russians love Dostoievsky as much as Americans do, and that most of those Russians who do, venerate him as a mystic and not as an artist.

Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.

I adore you, mon petit, and would never allow him to hurt you, no matter how gently or madly.

a person hoping to become a poet must have the capacity of thinking of several things at a time.

Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish.