A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

France at the dinner table in faraway places; but here, among ourselves, in the family, let us face the facts: France is not poetic; to tell the truth, she even feels a congenital horror of poetry. Among the writers who use verse, those whom she will always prefer are the most prosaic.

Nature... is nothing but the inner voice of self-interest.

A sweetheart is a bottle of wine, a wife is a wine bottle.

Finer than any sand are dusts of gold that gleam, Vague starpoints, in the mystic iris of their eyes.

Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.