At heart I am a warrior.

I climb upon the highest mountains, laughing at all tragedies - whether real or imaginary.

When we talk in company we lose our unique tone of voice, and this leads us to make statements which in no way correspond to our real thoughts.

We criticize a man or a book most sharply when we sketch out their ideal.

We have to be careful that in throwing out the devil, we don't throw out the best part of ourselves.

Every attainment, every step forward in knowledge, follows from courage, from hardness against oneself, from cleanliness in relation to oneself.

THE SLOW ARROW OF BEAUTY. The noblest kind of beauty is that which does not transport us suddenly, which does not make stormy and intoxicating impressions such a kind easily arouses disgust but that which slowly filters into our minds.