Respectable people... What bastards!

Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?

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

An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.

Art for me...is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.

The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.

The fate of animals is of greater importance to me than the fear of appearing ridiculous; it is indissolubly connected with the fate of men.