When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears.

All modern revolutions have ended in a reinforcement of the power of the State.

I have not stopped loving that which is sacred in this world.

Whoever gives nothing, has nothing. The greatest misfortune is not to be unloved, but not to love.

Holland is a dream, Monsieur, a dream of gold and smoke-smokier by day, more gilded by night. And night and day that dream is peopled with Lohengrins like these, dreamily riding their black bicycles with high handle-bars, funereal swans constantly drifting throughout the whole country, around the seas, along the canals.

If it adapts itself to what the majority of our society wants, art will be a meaningless recreation.

The greatness of man lies in his decision to be stronger than his condition.