212. We think we write definitively of those parts of our nature that are dead and therefore beyond change, but that which writes is still changing--still in doubt.
208. It would have been impossible to get through the kind of life that I have known without accumulating a vast unused stockpile of rage. . . . Wishing to go out in a blaze of ignominy, I shall limit my activities to killing a policeman.
203. In everybody the anus is at least as capable of sexual excitement as the lips.
198. I came to the conclusion that beauty was not a girl but an Aryan face seen through Semitic eyes.
193. It is universally agreed that men are neither heterosexual nor homosexual; they are just sexual.
177. There are three reasons for becoming a writer. The first is that you need the money; the second, that you have something to say that you think the world should know; and the third is that you can't think what to do with the long winter evenings. I expect the liveliest books are written from a combination of all three motives. I had only the financial one and that may have been part of the cause of my failure.
175. If anyone had asked me where I felt most at home I could have replied, "In the wrong."
172. Until I was forty it had never dawned on me that I was not immortal. I had once said to the Czech's true love, "I can never get it into my head that I shall one day die." She replied, "Neither can I, but I practice like mad."
166. In the last analysis I cannot say that I have ever refrained from taking any course of action on the ground that it was wrong or illegal or immoral.