#quotablelit

All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs. Not my fault.

We cannot get rid of mankind’s fleetingly wicked wishes. We can get rid of the machines that make them come true.

Every creative event that ever happened in the world was an interruption. Unexpected. Unplanned for. The only people who ever get anyplace interesting are the people who get lost.

…artists should never regret their misfortunes. Heartbreak is a gift - it’s self-pity that’s poison.

...he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream. He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass.

[Evil is] that large part of every man that wants to hate without limit, that wants to hate with God on its side.

There is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for

She was very young, he though, she still expected something from life, she did not understand that to push an inconvenient person over a cliff solves nothing.