A man imagines a happy marriage as a marriage of love; even if he makes fun of marriages that are without love, or feels sorry for lovers who are without marriage.

The things we see every day are the things we never see at all.

The aesthete aims at harmony rather than beauty. If his hair does not match the mauve sunset against which he is standing, he hurriedly dyes his hair another shade of mauve. If his wife does not go with the wall-paper, he gets a divorce.

People in high life are hardened to the wants and distresses of mankind as surgeons are to their bodily pains.

The family is the test of freedom; because the family is the only thing that the free man makes for himself and by himself.

I still hold. . .that the suburbs ought to be either glorified by romance and religion or else destroyed by fire from heaven, or even by firebrands from the earth.

A man cannot be wise enough to be a great artist without being wise enough to wish to be a philosopher.