As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers so those with an irrational fear of life become publishers.
Always be nice to those younger than you, because they are the ones who will be writing about you.
The greatest problem with women is how to contrive that they should seem our equals.
Industrial society seems likely to be entering a period of severe stress, due in part to problems of human behavior and in part to economic and environmental problems.
A life based on reason will always require to be balanced by an occasional bout of violent and irrational emotion, for instinctual drives must be satisfied.
Most people do not believe in anything very much and our greatest poetry is given to us by those who do.
In my religion, there would be no exclusive doctrine; all would be love, poetry, and doubt.
Everyone has the right to express an opinion. No one has the right to be listened to.
The civilized are those who get more out of life than the uncivilized, and for this we are not likely to be forgiven.
Today the function of the artist is to bring imagination to science and science to imagination, where they meet, in the myth.
When I write after dark the shades of evening scatter their purple through my prose.
From now on – specialize; never again make any concession to the ninety-nine percent of you which is like everyon else at the expense of the one percent which is unique.
When in doubt, choose greatness.
What grape to keep its place in the sun, taught our ancestors to make wine?
In a perfect union the man and woman are like a strung bow. Who is to say whether the string bends the bow, or the bow tightens the string?
Only by avoiding the beginning of things can we escape their end.
That sinister Stonehenge of economic man, Rockefeller Center.
Happiness lies in the fulfillment of the spirit through the body.
A mistake which is commonly made about neurotics is to suppose that they are interesting. It is not interesting to be always unhappy, engrossed with oneself, malignant and ungrateful, and never quite in touch with reality.
When even despair ceases to serve any creative purpose, then surely we are justified in suicide.