Art is the contemplation of the world in a state of grace.

This day will never come again and anyone who fails to eat and drink and taste and smell it will never have it offered to him again in all eternity. The sun will never shine as it does today...But you must play your part and sing a song, one of your best.

Only within yourself exists the other reality for which you long. I can give you nothing that has not already its being within yourself. I can throw open to you no picture gallery but your own soul.

How foolish to wear oneself out in vain longing for warmth! Solitude is independence.

Remember this: one can be a strict logician or grammarian and at the same time full of imagination and music.

I hope death will be a great happiness, a happiness as great as that of love, fulfilled love

Everyone gives what he has. The soldier gives strength, the merchant goods, the teacher instruction, the farmer rice, the fisherman fish.