“I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.”

Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.

The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.

But I am I. And I won’t subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind

A man with a club is a law-maker.

Not all the monsters have fangs.

Some sorts of truth are truer than others.

It’s better to stand by someone’s side than by yourself

To be able to forget means sanity.

I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet.

It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.

He was a silent fury who no torment could tame.

I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.

As one grows weaker one is less susceptible to suffering. There is less hurt because there is less to hurt.

Too much is written by the men who can’t write about the men who do write.

A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.

Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.

Beauty perishes in life, but is immortal in art.

Be not dazzled by beauty, but look for those inward qualities which are lasting.

Sometimes the world is so beautiful it knocks you out. ⁣⁣

My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am I owe to my mother.

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first; Be not discouraged – keep on – there are divine things, well envelop’d; I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

It was life, often unsatisfying, frequently cruel, usually boring, sometimes beautiful, once in a while exhilarating.