He thought of how calm he was. His calm was so perfect that he could not destroy it even by being conscious of it..

But whether he was happy or not was hard to say. Probably he was neither, just as a plant is neither..

Only those who still have hope can benefit from tears. When they finish, they feel better. But to those without hope, whose anguish is basic and perm….

Numbers constitute the only universal language..

He felt as though his heart were a bomb, a complicated bomb that would result in a simple explosion, wrecking the world without rocking it..

It's solitary drinking that makes drunkards..

Every child, everywhere; in the whole world there was not one child who was not gravely, sweetly dancing..

Man spends a great deal of time making order out of chaos, yet insists that the emotions be disordered. I order my emotions: I am insane..

It is hard to laugh at the need for beauty and romance, no matter how tasteless, even horrible, the results of that need are. But it is easy to sigh.….

Like a dead man, only friction could make him warm or violence make him mobile..

At college, and perhaps for a year afterwards, they had believed in literature, had believed in Beauty and in personal expression as an absolute end.….

Prayers for the condemned man will be offered on an adding machine. Numbers constitute the only universal language..

Betty took him for a walk in the zoo and he was amused by her evident belief in the curative power of animals. She seemed to think that it must stead….

Only those who still have hope can benefit from tears..

Art Is a Way Out. Do not let life overwhelm you. When the old paths are choked with the débris of failure, look for newer and fresher paths. Art is j….

Crowds of people moved through the streets with a dream-like violence..

He read it for the same reason an animal tears at a wounded foot: to hurt the pain..

No dream ever entirely disappears. Somewhere it troubles some unfortunate person and some day, when that person has been sufficiently troubled, it wi….

Her sureness was based on the power to limit experience arbitrarily..

You once said to me that I talk like a man in a book. I not only talk, but think and feel like one. I have spent my life in books; literature has dee….

Feeling is of the heart and nerves and the crudeness of its expression has nothing to do with its intensity..