A work of art has no importance whatever to society. It is only important to the individual.
Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.
There is nothing in the world that I loathe more than group activity, that communal bath where the hairy and slippery mix in a multiplication of mediocrity.
Imagination, the supreme delight of the immortal and the immature, should be limited. In order to enjoy life, we should not enjoy it too much.
A writer should have the precision of a poet and the imagination of a scientist.
Genius is an African who dreams up snow.
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
It is hard, I submit, to loathe bloodshed, including war, more than I do, but it is still harder to exceed my loathing of the very nature of totalitarian states in which massacre is only an administrative detail.
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words.
Discussion in class, which means letting twenty young blockheads and two cocky neurotics discuss something that neither their teacher nor they know.
I confess, I do not believe in time.