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

And he absolutely had to find her at once to tell her that he adored her, but the large audience before him separated him from the door, and the notes reaching him through a succession of hands said that she was not available; that she was inaugurating a fire; that she had married an american businessman; that she had become a character in a novel; that she was dead.

I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.

I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, and I speak like a child.

Perhaps if the future existed, concretely and individually, as something that could be discerned by a better brain, the past would not be so seductive: its demands would be balanced by those of the future.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.

Some might think that the creativity, imagination, and flights of fancy that give my life meaning are insanity.