The desire to create continually is vulgar and betrays jealousy, envy, ambition. If one is something one really does not need to make anything - and one nonetheless does very much. There exists above the productive man a yet higher species.

One of the problems when you become successful is that jealousy and envy inevitably follow. There are people-I categorize them as life's losers-who get their sense of accomplishment and achievement from trying to stop others. As far as I'm concerned, if they had any real ability they wouldn't be fighting me, they'd be doing something constructive themselves.

Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.

Envy is the ulcer of the soul.

The writer is the engineer of the human soul.

When you're famous you kind of run into human nature in a raw kind of way. It stirs up envy, fame does.