But they know about us, they know, the four corners, and the chairs nearby us. Discerning shadows also know, and even the table keeps quiet.

No one feels good at four in the morning. If ants feel good at four in the morning —three cheers for the ants.

I like being near the top of a mountain. One can't get lost here.

I cannot imagine any writer who would not fight for his peace and quiet.

It's a well-known fact: in order to follow doctor's orders, you have to be healthy as a horse.

Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune's darlings.

Dying - you can't do that to a cat.