I had killed a big snake. I was now a big fellow.

People can be lovers and enemies at the same time, you know.

It takes a great deal of experience to become natural.

The test of one's decency is how much of a fight one can put up after one has stopped caring, and after one has found out that one can never please the people they wanted to please.

After all, the supreme virtue in all art is soul, perhaps it is the only thing which gives art a right to be.

Youth, art, love, dreams, true-heartedness - why must they go out of the summer world into darkness?

Oh, that's the beauty of the rose, that it blossoms and dies.