Never have I enjoyed youth so thoroughly as I have in my old age
Fashion is something barbarous, for it produces innovation without reason and imitation without benefit.
Memory... is an internal rumor.
It is easier to make a saint out of a libertine than out of a prig.
Man is a fighting animal; his thoughts are his banners, and it is a failure of nerve in him if they are only thoughts.
Artists have no less talents than ever, their taste, their vision, their sentiment are often interesting; they are mighty in their independence and feeble only in their works.