When they are among us cats are angels

Art for art's sake is an empty phrase. Art for the sake of truth, art for the sake of the good and the beautiful, that is the faith I am searching for.

A man is not a wall, whose stones are crushed upon the road; or a pipe, whose fragments are thrown away at a street corner. The fragments of an intellect are always good.

To forgive a fault in another is more sublime than to be faultless one's self.

Humanity is outraged in me and with me. We must not dissimulate nor try to forget this indignation, which is one of the most passionate forms of love.

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

Where love is absent there can be no woman.