Popular poets are the parish priests of the Muse, retailing her ancient divinations to a long since converted public.

If you prefer illusions to realities, it is only because all decent realities have eluded you and left you in the lurch; or else your contempt for the world is mere hypocrisy and funk.

To be brief is almost a condition of being inspired.

An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world.

Sex endows the individual with a dumb and powerful instinct, which carries his body and soul continually towards another, makes it one of the dearest employments of his life to select and pursue a companion, and joins to possession the keenest pleasure, to rivalry the fiercest rage, and to solicitude an eternal melancholy. What more could be needed to suffuse the world with the deepest meaning and beauty?

It is right to prefer our own country to all others, because we are children and citizens before we can be travellers or philosophers.

Columbus gave the world another world.