“It is the business of the artist to make humanity aware of itself.”

A great age of literature is perhaps always a great age of translations.

The curse of me and my nation is that we always think things can be bettered by immediate action of some sort, any sort rather than no sort.

All great art is born of the metropolis.

Learn of the green world what can be thy place In scaled invention or true artistry.

A little light, like a rushlight to lead back to splendour.

The secret of popular writing is never to put more on a given page than the common reader can lap off it with no strain whatsoever on his habitually slack attention.

A people that grows accustomed to sloppy writing is a people in the process of losing grip on its empire and on itself.

The modern artist must live by craft and violence. His gods are violent gods. Those artists, so called, whose work does not show this strife, are uninteresting.

This is no book. Whoever touches this touches a man.

Religion I have defined as “Another of those numerous failures resulting from an attempt to popularize art”.

The natural object is always the adequate symbol.

Democracy is now currently defined in Europe as a ‘country run by Jews,’

Literature is news that stays news.

The temple is holy because it is not for sale.

Come, let us pity those who are better off than we are. Come, my friend, and remember that the rich have butlers and no friends, And we have friends and no butlers.

I found after seventy years that I was not a lunatic but a moron, I should have been able to do better.

It is important for young entrepreneurs to be adequately self-aware to know what they do not know.

I’m very aware and very conscious of the path I chose in life, and very aware of the path I didn’t choose.

Being self-aware is cool but being god aware Changes everything.

I was aware of my success, but I never stopped trying to get better.

One pays a lot, we all pay a lot, for awareness.

I’m certainly not aware of suppressing more sophisticated ambitions.

Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high. Then life seems almost enchanted after all.

I’m aware that, whatever the circumstances, there will always be speculation about me.