To say to a rich man: You are poor! is to tell the Archbishop of Granada that his sermons are worthless.

Women, when they have made a sheep of a man, always tell him that he is a lion with a will of iron.

It is not hope but despair that gives us the measure of our ambitions. We may yield secretly to beautiful poems of hope but grief looms start and stripped of all veils.

Journalism is a giant catapult set in motion by pigmy hatreds.

To forget is the great secret of strong creative natures; to forget is the way nature herself who knows no past and who at every hour begins the mysteries of her untiring labors afresh.

A naked woman is less dangerous than one who spreads her skirt skillfully to cover and exhibit everything at once.

To those who have exhausted politics, nothing remains but abstract thought.