The public's appetite for famous people is a mouth as big as a mountain.

Every man becomes, to a certain degree, what the people he generally converses with are.

It's not that the creative act and the critical act are simultaneous. It's more like you blurt something out and then analyze it.

If you can't find your inspiration by walking around the block one time, go around two blocks-but never three.

The healthy being craves an occasional wildness, a jolt from normality, a sharpening of the edge of appetite, his own little festival of Saturnalia, a brief excursion from his way of life.

Wherever art appears, life disappears.