There are two kinds of writers: hustlers and sanctimonious hustlers.

In order to really enjoy a dog, one doesn't merely try to train him to be semi-human. The point of it is to open oneself to the possibility of becoming partly a dog.

There aren't many irritations to match the condescension which a woman metes out to a man who she believes has loved her vainly for the past umpteen years.

Men often compete with one another until the day they die. Comradeship consists of rubbing shoulders jocularly with a competitor.

True solitude is a din of birdsong, seething leaves, whirling colors, or a clamor of tracks in the snow.

The question of whether it's God's green earth is not at center stage, except in the sense that if so, one is reminded with some regularity that He may be dying.

Animals are stylized characters in a kind of old saga - stylized because even the most acute of them have little leeway as they play out their parts.

Silence is exhilarating at first - as noise is - but there is a sweetness to silence outlasting exhilaration, akin to the sweetness of listening and the velvet of sleep.

Men greet each other with a sock on the arm, women with a hug, and the hug wears better in the long run.

If two people are in love they can sleep on the blade of a knife.

Many people have believed that they were Chosen, but none more baldly than the Texans.

Real museums are places where Time is transformed into Space.

I wasn't good at this dating business. If that's what we were doing. I wasn't very good at predating either. I'd say I wasn't good at postdating, but I hadn't yet had an opportunity to prove it.

Resentments are burdens we don't need to carry.

Art is as useful as bread.

And I am bored to death with it. Bored to death with this place, bored to death with my life, bored to death with myself.

Im lucky that its about fashion and perfume and cosmetics. If my father had owned a tire company, I dont know what I would have done.

I can tell you, honest friend, what to believe: believe life; it teaches better that book or orator.

In the nineteenth century the more grandiose word inspiration began to replace the word idea in the arts.

Not in the state of unconsciousness, but in full awareness when the higher Power will descend into and direct us, then only the yogic life will begin.

No pattern should be without some sort of meaning.