I hate journalists. There is nothing in them but tittering jeering emptiness. They have all made what Dante calls the Great Refusal. . . . The shallowest people on the ridge of the earth.

Those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not love.

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens

The mystical life is the centre of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write. . . .

I think a man and a woman should choose each other for life, for the simple reason that a long life with all its accidents is barely enough for a man and a woman to understand each other; and in this case to understand is to love.