The will to work must dominate, for art is long and time is brief.

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.

When it meows, one scarcely hears it... It has not the need of words to speak the lengthiest phraseologies.

A friend of mine, the most innocuous dreamer who ever lived, once set a forest on fire to see, as he said, if it would catch as easily as people said. The first ten times the experiment was a failure; but on the eleventh it succeeded all too well.

One can only forget about time by making use of it.

A child sees everything in a sense of newness - he is always drunk. Genius is nothing but childhood re-attained at will.

It is one of the prodigious privileges of art that the horrific, artistically expressed, becomes beauty, and that sorrow, given rhythm and cadence, fills the spirit with a calm joy.