It does me good to write a letter which is not a response to a demand, a gratuitous letter, so to speak, which has accumulated in me like the waters ….

It is silly to go on pretending that under the skin we are brothers. The truth is more likely that under the skin we are all cannibals, assassins, tr….

As long as that spark of passion is missing there is no human significance in the performance..

When you come, please be so kind as to check your neuroses and psychoses at the gate... Fans and other obnoxious pests would do well to maintain sile….

I want to undress you, vulgarize you a bit..

Every time you come to the limit of what is demanded of you, you are faced with the same problem-to be yourself!.

Keep your exclamation points under control!.

To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth—I count that something of a miracle..

What is not in the open street is false, derived, that is to say, literature..

We must be holy without holiness. We must be whole, complete. That's being holy. Any other kind of holiness is false, a snare, and a delusion..

I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous man, the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the man in love with love, always….

Everything was for tomorrow, but tomorrow never came. The present was only a bridge and on this bridge they are still groaning, as the world groans, ….

Writing, like life itself, is a voyage of discovery..

We are all guilty of crime the great crime of not living life to the full. But we are all potentially free. We can stop thinking of what we have fail….

Fame is an illusive thing - here today, gone tomorrow. The fickle, shallow mob raises its heroes to the pinnacle of approval today and hurls them int….

My understanding of the meaning of a book is that the book itself disappears from sight, that it is chewed alive, digested and incorporated into the ….

To know Paris is to know a great deal..

There are no "facts"- there is only the fact that man, every man everywhere in the world, is on his way to ordination. Some men take the long route a….

The poet speaks adequately only when he speaks somewhat wildly... not with intellect alone, but with intellect inebriated by nectar..

The word civilization to my mind is coupled with death. When I use the word, I see civilization as a crippling, thwarting thing, a stultifying thing.….

...when you are convinced that all the exits are blocked, either you take to believing in miracles or you stand still like the hummingbird. The mirac….