One is happy as a result of one's own efforts, once one knows of the necessary ingredients of happiness-simple tastes, a certain degree of courage, self-denial to a point, love of work, and, above all, a clear conscience. Happiness is no vague dream, of that I now feel certain.

It is always the best friends who are neglected and ignored.

These tears do me good, they have watered the parched place; perhaps my heart will grow again there!

We must have a passion in life.

You may impose silence upon me, but you can not prevent me from thinking.

Whoever has loved once, knows all that life contains of sorrow and of joy.

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.