The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul. — E. M. Forster. English novelist and writer (1879–1970)
Works of art, in my opinion, are the only objects in the material universe to possess internal order, and that is why, though I don't believe that only art matters, I do believe in Art for Art's sake.
If I had to choose between betraying my country and betraying my friend, I hope I should have the guts to betray my country.
I suggest that the only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our own particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
Have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet at the same time - beautiful?