As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker.
Evolution loves death more than it loves you or me. This is easy to write, easy to read, and hard to believe.
The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
People love pretty much the same things best. A writer looking for subject inquires not after what he loves best, but after what he alone loves at all.