Perform your long and heavy task with energy, treading the path to which Fate has been pleased to call you.

Doubt is the freedom of thought. Any claim to truth can be doubted.

Fainthearted animals move about in herds. The lion walks alone in the desert. Let the poet always walk thus.

Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish?

The study of social progress is to-day not less needed in literature than is the analysis of the human heart.

Do you not see with your own eyes the chrysalis fact assume by degrees the wings of fiction?

Hope is the biggest of our foolish things.