Journalism encourages haste ... and haste is the enemy of art.

God deals us all different hands. How we play 'em is up to us.

I was only glad to be saved and never once thought to ask why.

I respect the truth too much to drag it out on every occasion.

What the eye does not see, the stomach does not get upset over

In their sympathies, children feel nearer animals than adults.

The very urge to get rid of desire is still desire, is it not?

Tradition implies authority, conformity, imitation, following.

Silence is difficult and arduous, it is not to be played with.

I want to live in a city where the future is being mapped out.

I want to make something, and I want people to know I made it.

Books afford the surest relief in the most melancholy moments.

When a wife has a good husband, it is easily seen on her face.

What is important in life is life, and not the result of life.

A man doesn't learn to understand anything unless he loves it.

Of the book of books most wondrous is the tender book of love.

I treat my heart like a sick child and gratify its every fancy

Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future.

Mozart is a human incarnation of the divine force of creation.

When I make a mistake everyone can see it, but not when I lie.

What makes poetry? A full heart, brimful of one noble passion.

Smoothly and lightly the golden seed by the furrow is covered.

It is after all the greatest art to limit and isolate oneself.

My second, third and fourth novels were mistakes, essentially.

As I get older I tend to rail against the world more and more.

Whoever is in control of the hell in your life, is your devil.

Slavery ended and left its false images of black people intact

The bee that hath honey in her mouth hath a sting in her tail.

As my exciting story began I was being punched in the stomach.

I love being a struggling artist; it makes me feel very alive.

I am opposed to the use of public funds for private education.

One doesn't mind adverse criticism so long as it isn't stupid.

....Worthy would-be worlds of words, whorls of working wonder.

Everything else happened - why not the things that could have?

As a writer, putting words on the page is how I pay attention.

Her clarity gave her purpose and her purpose gave her clarity.

While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one

We have stopped believing in progress. What progress that is !

My advanced age has taught me the resignation of being Borges.

The less there is of you, the more you experience the sublime.

Dream is the personalized myth, myth the depersonalized dream.

The function of artists is "the mythologization of the world."

Not to like ice cream is to show oneself uninterested in food.

Within this realm of choicelessness, we do choose how we live.

He who has imagination without learning has wings but no feet.

It is easier to be mistaken about the true than the beautiful.

Young authors give their brains much exercise and little food.

In the interchange of thought use no coin but gold and silver.

Logic is to grammar what the sense of words is to their sound.

Men must be either the slaves of duty, or the slaves of force.

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