A soul that is reluctant to share does not as a rule have much of its own. Miserliness is here a symptom of meagerness.

Power corrupts the few, while weakness corrupts the many.

There is perhaps no better way of measuring the natural endowment of a soul than by its ability to transmute dissatisfaction into a creative impulse.

We feel free when we escape - even if it be but from the frying pan to the fire.

The capacity for getting along with our neighbor depends to a large extent on the capacity for getting along with ourselves. The self-respecting individual will try to be as tolerant of his neighbor's shortcomings as he is of his own.

We can remember minutely and precisely only the things which never really happened to us.

The genuine artist is as much a dissatisfied person as the revolutionary, yet how diametrically opposed are the products each distills from his dissatisfaction.