I love the majesty of human suffering.

I admit that I myself am far from having a complete command of every topic I touch on, but my knowledge of my subject is always greater than the interest or the understanding of my auditors. You see, there is one very good thing about mankind; the mediocre masses make very few demands of the mediocrities of a higher order, submitting stupidly and cheerfully to their guidance

Of late years (perhaps as a result of our political changes) art has borrowed from history more than ever.

The loveliest Muse in the world does not feed her owner; these girls make fine mistresses but terrible wives

Honour is manly decency. The shame of being found wanting in it means everything to us. Is this, then, the indefinable, the sacred thing?

What is a great life if not a youthful idea executed by a man of mature years.

The first among mankind will always be those who make something imperishable out of a sheet of paper, a canvas, a piece of marble, or a few sounds