The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one's intellect to know it better.

The word realist means nothing to me, because I would subordinate reality to temperament. Give me what is true and I applaud; but give me what is individual and alive and I applaud even more.

The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one's toes on the gravestones.

If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.

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

There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.

I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.