She resembles the Venus de Milo: she is very old, has no teeth, and has white spots on her yellow skin.

A brainiac notices everything, an ignoramus comments about everything.

Like a great poet, Nature produces the greatest results with the simplest means. These are simply a sun, trees, flowers, water and love.

Where books are burnt, men finish up being burnt too.

Life is all too wondrous sweet, and the world is so beautifully bewildered; it is the dream of an intoxicated divinity.

Great genius takes shape by contact with another great genius, but less by assimilation than by friction.

Where words leave off, music begins.