Those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.

Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration.

Don't believe those lies about intellectual people. They're only written to soothe the majority.

One grows accustomed to being praised, or being blamed, or being advised, but it is unusual to be understood.

The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.

When that strange race nears the dust and is condemned as untouchable, then nature remembers the physical perfection that she accomplished elsewhere, and throws out a god-not many, but one here and there, to prove to society how little its categories impress her.

In the creative state a man is taken out of himself. He lets down as it were a bucket into his subconscious, and draws up something which is normally beyond his reach. He mixes this thing with his normal experiences and out of the mixture he makes a work of art.