If a given combination of trees, mountains, water, and houses, say a landscape, is beautiful, it is not so by itself, but because of me, of my favor, of the idea or feeling I attach to it.

Beware of all the paradoxical in love. It is simplicity which saves, it is simplicity which brings happiness...Love should be love.

Even as a child I felt in my heart two opposite emotions: the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.

Who among us has not dreamt, in moments of ambition, of the miracle of a poetic prose, musical without rhythm and rhyme, supple and staccato enough to adapt to the lyrical stirrings of the soul, the undulations of dreams, and sudden leaps of consciousness.

A man who drinks only water has a secret to hide from his fellow men.

Progress, this great heresy of decay.