Talent is a long patience, and originality an effort of will and intense observation.

Do not imagine you can exorcise what oppresses you in life by giving vent to it in art.

Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance.

I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.

Thought is the greatest of pleasures —pleasure itself is only imagination—have you ever enjoyed anything more than your dreams?

What is glory? It is to have a lot of nonsense talked about you.

All you have to do to make something interesting is to look at it long enough.