
“I will be waiting by candlelight in our tree house of the mind.”
Source: Horns
Source: Demian (1919), p. 149
Context: Now everything changed. My childhood world was breaking apart around me. My parents eyed me with a certain embarrassment. My sisters had become strangers to me. A disenchantment falsified and blunted my usual feelings and joys: the garden lacked fragrance, the woods held no attraction for me, the world stood around me like a clearance sale of last year's secondhand goods, insipid, all its charm gone. Books were so much paper, music a grating noise. That is the way leaves fall around a tree in autumn, a tree unaware of the rain running down its sides, of the sun or the frost, and of life gradually retreating inward. The tree does not die. It waits.
“I will be waiting by candlelight in our tree house of the mind.”
Source: Horns
“We're waiting for the dinosaurs to die out. They will die. And then we'll move into their homes.”
1992-02-14 at Kokusai Koryu Centre, Osaka, Japan
Stage banter
“I shall be like that tree; I shall die from the top.”
Predicting that he would go senile, as quoted in The Highway of Letters and its Echos of Famous Footsteps (1893) by Thomas Archer, p. 380
“Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.”
Variant: Resentment is like drinking a poison and waiting for the other person to die.
Source: Wishful Drinking