» Old age is an insult. It's like being smacked.
» For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfil it in its true potential --the imagination.
» The appalling thing is the degree of charity women are capable of. You see it all the time... love lavished on absolute fools. Love's a charity ward, you know.
» I'm trying to die correctly, but it's very difficult, you know.
» Everyone loathes his own country and countrymen if he is any sort of artist.
» Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they were.
» It's unthinkable not to love --you'd have a severe nervous breakdown. Or you'd have to be Philip Larkin.
» The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.
» Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will --whatever we may think.
» A woman's best love letters are always written to the man she is betraying.