Let us beware of common folk, of common sense, of sentiment, of inspiration, and of the obvious.

Nearly all our originality comes from the stamp that time impresses upon our sensibility.

My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.

What a mysterious faculty is that queen of the faculties!

Being a useful man has always seemed to me to be something truly hideous.

There is a word, in a verb, something sacred which forbids us from using it recklessly. To handle a language cunningly is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.

God is the only being who, in order to reign, doesn't even need to exist.