The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it.

Life is given only once, and one wants to live it boldly, with full conscious and beauty.

Anyone who says the artist's field is all answers and no questions has never done any writing or had any dealings with imageryYou are confusing two concepts: answering the questions and formulating them correctly. Only the latter is required of an author.

My love is like a stone tied round my neck; it's dragging me down to the bottom; but I love my stone. I can't live without it.

You will not become a saint through other people's sins.

I was oppressed with a sense of vague discontent and dissatisfaction with my own life, which was passing so quickly and uninterestingly, and I kept thinking it would be a good thing if I could tear my heart out of my breast, that heart which had grown so weary of life.

Oh, dreams! In one night, lying with one's eyes shut, one may sometimes live through more than ten years of happiness.