Art is the sex of the imagination.

It is the mark of a superior person that, left to themselves they are able endlessly to amuse, interest and entertain themselves out of their personal stock of meditations, ideas, criticisms, memories, philosophy, humor and what not.

Common sense, in so far as it exists, is all for the bourgeoisie. Nonsense is the privilege of the aristocracy. The worries of the world are for the common people.

Bad officials are the ones elected by good citizens who do not vote.

Great drama is the souvenir of the adventure of a master among the pieces of his own soul.

Patriotism is often an arbitrary veneration of real estate above principles.

I drink to make other people interesting.