Hail, Sphinx: salutation from Julius Caesar! I have wandered in many lands, seeking the lost regions from which my birth into this world exiled me, and the company of creatures such as I myself. I have found flocks and pastures, men and cities, but no other Caesar, no air native to me, no man kindred to me, none who can do my day's deed, and think my night's thought.

I know Miss Warren is a great devotee of the Gospel of Getting On.

My way hither was the way of destiny; for I am he of whose genius you are the symbol: part brute, part woman, and part God- nothing of man in me at all. Have I…

There are no secrets better kept than the secrets everybody guesses.

I always had a repulsive need to be something more than human. I felt very puny as a human. I thought, 'Fuck that. I want to be a superhuman.'

Yes: in the sea of life enisl'd, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.

What a lonely and silly thing it is to be an Armenian writer in America.