If the artist does not fling himself, without reflecting, into his work, as Curtis flung himself into the yawning gulf, as the soldier flings himself into the enemy's trenches, and if, once in this crater, he does not work like a miner on whom the walls of his gallery have fallen in; if he contemplates difficulties instead of overcoming them one by one ... he is simply looking on at the suicide of his own talent.

The man whose action habitually bears the stamp of his mind is a genius, but the greatest genius is not always equal to himself, or he would cease to be human.

Whereas scoundrels become reconciled after knifing one another, lovers break up irrevocably over a mere glance or word.

A woman must be a genius to create a good husband.

A husband and wife who have separate bedrooms have either drifted apart or found happiness.

Every moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance

Let us leave the cure of public evils to those quacks, the statesmen.