A work of art is a confession.
To grow old is to pass from passion to compassion.
The most eloquent eulogy of capitalism was made by its greatest enemy. Marx is only anti-capitalist in so far as capitalism is out of date.
In Holland, everyone is an expert in painting and in tulips.
When the body is sad, the heart languishes.
Man is an idea, and a precious small idea once he turns his back on love.