Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if possible! Those from which the sap has withdrawn. But, good Lord, what beautiful colors!

The true hypocrite is the one who ceases to perceive his deception, the one who lies with sincerity.

One is always wrong to open a conversation with the devil, for, however he goes about it, he always insists upon having the last word.

The greatest intelligence is precisely the one that suffers the most from its own limitations.

If life were organized, there would be no need for art.

Fear of ridicule begets the worst cowardice.

The individual person is more interesting than people in general; he and not they is the one whom God created in His image.