“It is so wearisome having to represent things. That is why I refuse to look at abstract art. It is much too suggestive of the style of my thoughts, and I never think about my thoughts.”

“I sometimes think my style is suggestive rather than direct. The reader must often use his imagination or lose the most subtle part of my thought.”

“When it was time to write, and he took his pen in his hand, he never thought of consequences; he thought of style. I wonder why I ever bothered with sex, he thought; there's nothing in this breathing world so gratifying as an artfully placed semicolon.”

“For many thousands of years people had looked at expensive heads of hair and thought of how much food and warmth they represented, so obviously it was a thought of no use at all, so why bother to have it? But thoughts of this sort did go ticking on, useless or not.”

“I think of thee!-my thoughts do twine and budAbout thee, as wild vines, about a tree...Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understoodI will not have my thoughts instead of theeWho art dearer, better!”

“It's six o'clock in the morning-I open my eyes and think about you.I thought it was like a never ending fairy-tale.But I'm alone in my bedroom, looking at the celling-Thinking about what we have; what we've done-I was thinking about our life together-Thinking about our love.The only thing I know is...That I'm in love with you,That I'm in love with you.”