The greater intellect one has, the more originality one finds in men. Ordinary persons find no difference between men.

Noble deeds that are concealed are most esteemed.

How hollow is the heart of man, and how full of excrement!

He who does not know his way to the sea should take a river for his guide.

There are some who speak well and write badly. For the place and the audience warm them, and draw from their minds more than they think of without that warmth.

I cannot judge my work while I am doing it. I have to do as painters do, stand back and view it from a distance, but not too great a distance. How great? Guess.

Our own interests are still an exquisite means for dazzling our eyes agreeably.