For in spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody.

After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

I met, not long ago, a young man who aspired to become a novelist. Knowing that I was in the profession, he asked me to tell him how he should set to work to r…

Who lives longer? the man who takes heroin for two years and dies, or a man who lives on roast beef, water and potatoes 'till 95? One passes his 24 months in e…