No opinion can be trusted; even the facts may be nothing but a printer's error.

My first poem was a bolt from the blue … it broke a spell of disillusion and suicidal despondence. ... it filled me with soul satisfying joy.

What power has love but forgiveness?

It is almost impossible to state what one in fact believes, because it is almost impossible to hold a belief and to define it at the same time.

Man has survived hitherto because he was too ignorant to know how to realise his wishes- Now that he can realise them, he must either change them or perish

Time is a storm in which we are all lost.

The business of love is cruelty which, by our wills, we transform to live together.