Those who cross the sea, change sky, but not soul.
The human race afraid of nothing, rushes on through every crime.
One goes to the right, the other to the left; both are wrong, but in different directions.
Be not ashamed to have had wild days, but not to have sown your wild oats.
Necessity takes impartially the highest and the lowest.
Painters and poets alike have always had license to dare anything! We know that, and we both claim and allow to others in their turn this indulgence.