But every one belongs to every one else

Primroses and landscapes, he pointed out, have one grave defect: they are gratuitous. A love of nature keeps no factories busy. It was decided to abolish the love of nature, at any rate among the lower classes. . . . it was essential that they should keep on going to the country, even though they hated it.

Idealism is the noble toga that political gentlemen drape over their will to power.

But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.

Nonsense is an assertion of man's spiritual freedom in spite of all the oppressions of circumstance.

The horror no less than the charm of real life consists precisely in the recurrent actualization of the inconceivable

I have always found that Angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise.