The dog is a religious animal. In his savage state he worships the moon and the lights that float upon the waters. These are his gods to whom he appeals at night with long-drawn howls.

In art as in love, instinct is enough.

I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to life.

We reproach people for talking about themselves but it is the subject they treat best.

It is by acts and not by ideas that people live.

The wonder is, not that the field of stars is so vast, but that man has measured it.

The average man does not know what to do with this life, yet wants another one which will last forever.