Man is a mind betrayed, not served, by his organs.
Historians tell the story of the past, novelists the story of the present.
Genius is the talent of a person who is dead.
There have been many definitions of beauty in art. What is it? Beauty is what the untrained eyes consider abominable.
There are only two great currents in the history of mankind: the baseness which makes conservatives and the envy which makes revolutionaries.
I have always derived indescribable pleasure from leading a decent woman to the edge of sin and leaving her there to live between the temptation and the fear of that sin.