Drunkenness is never anything but a substitute for happiness.
The color of truth is gray.
The true return to nature is the definitive return to the elements-death.
Profound optimism is always on the side of the tortured.
Pay attention only to the form; emotion will come spontaneously to inhabit it. A perfect dwelling always finds an inhabitant. The artist's business is to build the dwelling; as for the inhabitant, it is up to the reader to provide him.
The miser puts his gold pieces into a coffer; but as soon as the coffer is closed, it is as if it were empty.