An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself.
Category Archive: 1913
The good poet sticks to his real loves, those within the realm of possibility. He never tries to hold hands with God or the human race.
Only a philosophy of eternity, in the world today, could justify non-violence.
A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing.
The need to be right is the sign of a vulgar mind.
The absurd is the essential concept and the first truth.
Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.
All literature is an effort at the formal character of the epigram.
There is in me an anarchy and frightful disorder. Creating makes me die a thousand deaths, because it means making order, and my entire being rebels against order. But without it I would die, scattered to the winds.
Charm is a way of getting the answer ‘Yes’ without asking a clear question.