Mother of Marvels, mysterious and tender Nature, why do we not live more in thee.

The art which is grand and yet simple is that which presupposes the greatest elevation both in artist and in public.

To be always ready a man must be able to cut a knot, for everything cannot be untied.

Let the living live; and you, gather together your thoughts, leave behind you a legacy of feeling and ideas; you will be most useful so.

To live we must conquer incessantly, we must have the courage to be happy.

Wisdom consists in rising superior both to madness and to common sense, and is lending oneself to the universal illusion without becoming its dupe.

The beautiful souls of the world have an art of saintly alchemy, by which bitterness is converted into kindness, the gall of human experience into gentleness, ingratitude into benefits, insults into pardon.