You can be young without money, but you can't be old without it.
Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.
Nobody sees anybody truly but all through the flaws of their own egos. That is the way we all see ...each other in life. Vanity, fear, desire, competition-- all such distortions within our own egos-- condition our vision of those in relation to us. Add to those distortions to our own egos the corresponding distortions in the egos of others, and you see how cloudy the glass must become through which we look at each other. That's how it is in all living relationships except when there is that rare case of two people who love intensely enough to burn through all those layers of opacity and see each other's naked hearts.
Has it ever struck you that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going?
Yes, I have tricks in my pocket, I have things up my sleeve. But I am the opposite of a stage magician. He gives you illusion that has the appearance of truth. I give you truth in the pleasant disguise of illusion.
Make voyages! - Attempt them! - there's nothing else...
Security is a kind of death.
Luxury is the wolf at the door and its fangs are the vanities and conceits germinated by success. When an artist learns this, he knows where the danger is.
I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.
When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.