He has the strength (and of course the limitations) of the recluse, who, though not afraid of the world, always stands at a slight angle to it.

The almighty gods ought to have taken the trouble to create a fourth, a decent man. I would gladly have gone along with him.

He was a man who starts at a certain age with all signs showing that he's unable to produce anything of importance. And then, by refusing and refusing things w…

One of the three will want me anyway. And my conscience is quiet about my not caring which one I choose: the three of them are equally bad for Syria.

I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy since I was born In secret pleasure - se…

'Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclined.

I rail against writers who talk about the loneliness of it all - what do they want, a crowd looking over their typewriters? Or those who talk about having to s…