Resemblances are the shadows of differences. Different people see different similarities and similar differences.

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Literature, real literature, must not be gulped down like some potion which may be good for the heart or good for the brain—the brain, that stomach of the soul. Literature must be taken and broken to bits, pulled apart, squashed—then its lovely reek will be smelt in the hollow of the palm, it will be munched and rolled upon the tongue with relish; then, and only then, its rare flavor will be appreciated at its true worth and the broken and crushed parts will again come together in your mind and disclose the beauty of a unity to which you have contributed something of your own blood.

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It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.

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Words without experience are meaningless.

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I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.

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The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.

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For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me.

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Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.

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Which arrow flies for ever? The arrow that has hit its mark.

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Let all of life be an unfettered howl.

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