Fearful as reality is, it is less fearful than evasions of reality. Look steadfastly into the slit, pinpointed malignant eyes of reality as an old-hand trainer dominates his wild beasts.

I don't trust sentimentality in men; it goes with tyranny; you can't have one without the other.

The wretched Artist himself is alternatively the lowest worm that ever crawled when no fire is in him; or the loftiest God that ever sand when the fire is going.

When the desire is on for one particular person, nobody else will do.

One should never go back to a place one has loved; for, however, rough the going forward is, it is better than the snuffing out-of-love return.

there is this malign curse laid on dipsomaniacs. That they must absolutely have a drink: in order to feel strong enough to stop drinking.

My bitterness is not an abstract substance, it is as solid as a Christmas cake; I can cut it in slices and hand it round and there is still plenty left, for tomorrow.

England, where nobody ever says what they mean: and by denying feeling, kill it off stone-cold at the roots.

Jealousy is the lifelong noose hanging about the neck of love.

resignation, perhaps the most stifling word in the language.

I had got to the dawn of the beautiful not caring, but fully aware, stage, which degenerates so imperceptibly into the doing something unpermissible stage.

She said yes. If only she didn't talk so much!

We stood back-to-back, blocking and striking in harmony; sometimes it felt like his arms and legs were an extension of me. I could count on him to keep them off me from behind.

Everyone is an athlete. The only difference is that some of us are in training, and some are not.

'Hard Boiled' is my last film in Hong Kong, before I moved to the U.S. It is the one film which is most accepted by the audience in the West.

A soul you say? Give my pocketwatch to a savage and he'll think it has a soul.

There is no greater happiness for a man than approaching a door at the end of a day knowing someone on the other side of that door is waiting for the sound of his footsteps.

If we suppose that many natural phenomena are in effect computations, the study of computer science can tell us about the kinds of natural phenomena that can occur.

[The answer to that, warns Saddam's eldest son, is no.] If they come, ... Sept. 11, which they are crying over and see as a big thing, will be a real picnic for them, Godwilling.

Some persons' letters seem almost framed to afford a series of alibis for their personality.