I do not regard a broker as a member of the human race.

Your modest savant smiles as he says to his admirers: What have I done? Nothing. Man does not invent a force, he directs it.

A great writer is nothing less than a martyr who does not die.

Bankers are lynxes. To expect any gratitude from them is equivalent to attempting to move the wolves of the Ukraine to pity in the middle of winter.

Glory is the sunshine of the dead

Poetry is only born after painful journeys into the vast regions of thought.

Life cannot go on without much forgetting.