What frightens us most in a madman is his sane conversation.
For every monarchy overthrown the sky becomes less brilliant, because it loses a star. A republic is ugliness set free.
The good critic is he who relates the adventures of his soul among masterpieces.
I ought not to fear to survive my own people so long as there are men in the world; for there are always some whom one can love.
The future is a convenient place for dreams.
If fifty million people say a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing.