The insatiable thirst for everything that lies beyond, and that life reveals, is the most living proof of our immortality.

Genius is simply childhood, rediscovered by an act of will.

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.

An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense which shows him intoxicating pleasures, but which at the same time implies and contains an equally exquisite sense of all deformities and all disproportion.

Strangeness is an ingredient necessary in beauty.

Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.

It is this admirable and immortal instinct for beauty which causes us to regard the earth and its spectacles as a glimpse, a correspondence of the beyond.