Time is like an enterprising manager always bent on staging some new and surprising production, without knowing very well what it will be.

Nothing can be meaner than the anxiety to live on, to live on anyhow and in any shape.

love make us poets, and the approach of death should make us philosophers.

To call war the soil of courage and virtue is like calling debauchery the soil of love.

Science is nothing but developed perception, interpreted intent, common sense rounded out and minutely articulated.

One of the peculiarities of recent speculation, especially in America, is that ideas are abandoned in virtue of a mere change of feeling, without any new evidence or new arguments. We do not nowadays refute our predecessors, we pleasantly bid them good-bye.

Music is essentially useless, as is life.