More and more, revolution has found itself delivered into the hands of its bureaucrats and doctrinaires on the one hand, and to the enfeebled and bewildered masses on the other.

What will be left of the power of example if it is proved that capital punishment has another power, and a very real one, which degrades men to the point of shame, madness, and murder?

What is human in me is not what is best in me. What is human in me is that I desire, and to obtain what I desire, I believe I would crush anything that stood in my way.

An intense feeling carries with it its own universe, magnificent or wretched as the case may be.

Without freedom, no art; art lives only on the restraints it imposes on itself, and dies of all others.

There is no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn.

It's not your pictures I like; it's your painting.