Creation lives alone in a small temple. Only one may worship at a time.

Malicious gossip takes the place of creation in non-creative lives.

What man can imagine he may one day achieve.

We might likewise say that humans are the neurotics of the animal world, in that they are the only animals who must choose to be instead of just instinctively being.

The dark has to be contained in the light or the light will be contained in the dark.

Many an author will speak of writing, in his best work, more than he actually knows.

If civilization ever achieves a higher standard of what constitutes normality, it will have been the neurotic who led the way.

Never give away your work. People don’t value what they don’t have to pay for.

imagination is new reality in the process of being created. It represents the part of the existing order that can still grow.

The more specific you are, the more universal you are.

In order to go anywhere it is necessary to be where one is.

Groan and forget it.

There are so many examples today of how the kind of wonderful zealousness and unquestioning loyalty of young people can be harnessed by all sorts of insidious powers.

There are those who never reason on what they should do, but what they have done; as if Reason had her eyes behind, and could only see backwards.

No coward can be the friend of the truth! Cowards have always been the friends of lies!

The total history of almost anyone would shock almost everyone.

Political corruption is to Rhode Islanders as smog is to people who live in Los Angeles: nobody complains of its absence, but when it rolls around everyone feels right at home.

When people come up to me and say 'I hate you' or 'I love to hate you,' it's not the usual response that I thought I would've gotten halfway into my career. And then they say, 'I love your work.'

I usually work in a direction until I know how to do it, then I stop, At the time that I am bored or understand - I use those words interchangeably - another appetite has formed.

And in some perfumes there is more delight than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know that music hath a far more pleasing sound.