All great art is born of the metropolis.

A crowd pagan as ever imperial Rome was, eager, careless, with an animal vigour unlike that of any European crowd that I have ever looked at.

No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.

I guess the definition of a lunatic is a man surrounded by them.

Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea.

Real education must ultimately be limited to men who insist on knowing, the rest is mere sheep-herding.

Use no word that under stress of emotion you could not actually say.