I worshipped dead men for their strength, forgetting I was strong.
Travel is the most private of pleasures. There is no greater bore than the travel bore. We do not in the least want to hear what he has seen in Hong Kong.
Not seeing is half-believing.
There is nothing more lovely in life than the union of two people whose love for one another has grown through the years, from the small acorn of passion, into a great rooted tree
Men of my age live in a state of continual desperation.
Damn you, spoilt creature; I shan’t make you love me any the more by giving myself away like this.
Ambition old as mankind the immemorial weakness of the strong.
So prodigal was I of youth Forgetting I was young I worshipped dead men for their strength Forgetting I was strong.
And still the strange meaningless conversations continue, and I wonder more and more at the fabric which nets the world together, so that anything which I do finally incubate out of my system into wor...
What is beautiful is good, and who is good will soon be beautiful.
Authority has every reason to fear the skeptic, for authority can rarely survive in the face of doubt.
Is it better to be extremely ambitious, or rather modest? Probably the latter is safer; but I safety, and would rather fail gloriously than dingily succeed.
Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,When I have no engagements written on my block,When no one comes to disturb my inward peace,When no one comes to take me away from myselfAnd turn me into a p...
It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life its...
I believe that the main thing in beginning a novel is to feel, not that you can write it, but that it exists on the far side of a gulf, which words can't cross; that its to be pulled through only in a...
I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I composed a beautiful letter to you in the sleepless nightmare hours of the night, and it has all gone: I just miss you, in a quite simple desperate human...