Great authors are admirable in this respect: in every generation they make for disagreement. Through them we become aware of our differences.
Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves!
The sole art that suits me is that which, rising from unrest, tends toward serenity.
With each book you write you should lose the admirers you gained with the previous one.
The most beautiful things are those that madness prompts and reason writes.
I have no use for knowledge that has not been preceded by a sensation