The conclusion does not belong to the artist.

Violence has never prospered, you can't remake the world in a day. Anyone who promises to change everything for you all at once is either a fool or a rogue!

Respectable people... What bastards!

Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.

Did science promise happiness? I do not believe it. It promised truth, and the question is to know if we will ever make happiness with truth.

They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.

The thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.