“Doctors of Science, what is man that heShould hope to come to a good end? The best is not to have been born.”

“Poetry operates by hints and dark suggestions. It is full of secrets and hidden formulae, like a witch's brew.”

“Logan couldn’t have been more surprised if Satan himself had come up from hell and started ladling soup at a homeless shelter.”

“Trust just doesn’t come because you askfor it. It has to be earned. Even then it’s usually afalse word people toss around just to get whatthey want. Then in the end they always end updoing the same thing, stabbing you in the back. - Andrew to Vapor”

“Criticism can never instruct or benefit you. Its chief effect is that of a telegram with dubious news. Praise leaves no glow behind, for it is a writer's habit to remember nothing good of himself. I have usually forgotten those who have admired my work, and seldom anyone who disliked it. Obviously, this is because praise is never enough and censure always too much.”

“Trying to determine what is going on in the world by reading newspapers is like trying to tell the time by watching the second hand of a clock.”

“Tell it, Fanny. About the crowds, streets, buildings, lights, about the whirligig of loneliness, about the humpty-dumpty clutter of longings. And then explain about the summer parks and the white snow and the moon window in the sky. Throw in a poignantly ironical dissertation on life, on its uncharted aimlessness, and speak like Sherwood Anderson about the desire that stir in the heart. Speak like Remy de Gourmont and Dostoevsky and Stevie Crane, like Schopenhauer and Dreiser and Isaiah; speak like all the great questioners whose tongues have wagged and whose hearts have burned with questions. He will listen bewilderedly and, perhaps, only perhaps, understand for a moment the dumb pathos of your eyes.”