How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home.

I'm inclined to think that a military background wouldn't hurt anyone.

The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.

Menfolks listens to somebody because of what he says. Women don't. They don't care what he said. They listens because of what he is.

The necessity of the idea creates its own style. The material itself dictates how it should be written.

It is as though the space between us were time: an irrevocable quality. It is as though time, no longer running straight before us in a diminishing line, now runs parallel between us like a looping string, the distance being the doubling accretion of the thread an not the interval between.

I suppose that people, using themselves and each other so much by words, are at least consistent in attributing wisdom to a still tongue.