Strangeness is an ingredient necessary in beauty.

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.

Where one should see only what is beautiful, our public looks only for what is true.

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

Both ardent lovers and austere scholars, when once they come to the years of discretion, love cats, so strong and gentle, the pride of the household, who like them are sensitive to the cold, and sedentary.

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

We are all born marked for evil.