The whole dream of democracy is to raise the proletarian to the level of stupidity attained by the bourgeois.

There are three thing in the world I love most: the sea, Hamlet, and Don Giovanni.

What a heavy oar the pen is, and what a strong current ideas are to row in!

A superhuman will is needed in order to write, and I am only a man.

The public wants work which flatters its illusions.

Since you are now studying geometry and trigonometry, I will give you a problem. A ship sails the ocean. It left Boston with a cargo of wool. It grosses 200 tons. It is bound for Le Havre. The mainmast is broken, the cabin boy is on deck, there are 12 passengers aboard, the wind is blowing East-North-East, the clock points to a quarter past three in the afternoon. It is the month of May. How old is the captain?

For some men, the stronger their desire, the more difficult it is for them to act.