Nature distributes her favors unequally.

Let us accept truth, even when it surprises us and alters our views.

Try to keep your soul young and quivering right up to old age, and to imagine right up to the brink of death that life is only beginning. I think that is the only way to keep adding to one's talent, and one's inner happiness.

The artist vocation is to send light into the human heart.

... what is there over which the incomparable beauty of childhood would not triumph?

He who draws noble delights from sentiments of poetry is a true poet, though he has never written a line in all his life.

The masses are still ungrateful or ignorant. They prefer murder, poisonings, and crimes generally to a literature possessed of style and feeling.