“Hurry ruins saints as well as artists.”
“This perpetual hurry of business and company ruins me in soul if not in body. More solitude and earlier hours!”
“They were in the world and not of it--not because they were saints, but in a different way: because they were artists. The integrity of an artist lifts a man above the level of the world without delivering him from it.”
“This was a big storm and he might as well enjoy it. It was ruining everything, but you might as well enjoy it”
“For the ones who are called saints by human opinion on earth may very well be devils, and their light may very well be darkness”
“One century's saint is the next century's heretic ... and one century's heretic is the next century's saint. It is as well to think long and calmly before affixing either name to any man.”