No author is a man of genius to his publisher.

At noon I feel as though I could devour all the elephants of Hindostan, and then pick my teeth with the spire of Strasburg cathedral; in the evening I become so sentimental that I would fain drink up the Milky Way without reflecting how indigestible I should find the little fixed stars, and by night there is the Devil himself broke loose in my head and no mistake.

Money is the god of our time, and Rothschild is his prophet.

Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born.

I will not say that women have no character; rather, they have a new one every day.

With his nightcaps and the tatters of his dressing-gown he patches up the gaps in the structure of the universe.

If one has no heart, one cannot write for the masses.