Money is our madness, our vast collective madness

In every living thing there is the desire for love

The business of art is to reveal the relation between man and his environment.

And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new-opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new-created.

Never trust the artist. Trust the tale

The mosquito knows full well that he is small, he is a beast of prey

It is a fine thing to establish one's own religion in one's heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing

I like to write when I feel spiteful. It is like having a good sneeze