Imagination, the supreme delight of the immortal and the immature, should be limited. In order to enjoy life, we should not enjoy it too much.

Devices which in some curious new way imitate nature are attractive to simple minds.

My loathings are simple. stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. My pleasures are the most intense known to man: writing and butterfly hunting.

Nothing is more exhilarating than philistine vulgarity.

Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.

Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the shoulder blades. That little shiver behind is quite certainly the highest form of emotion that humanity has attained when evolving pure art and pure science. Let us worship the spine and its tingle.

I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.