Isadore [Duncan], who had an un-American genius for art, for organizing love, maternity, politics and pedagogy on a great personal scale, had also an un-American genius for grandeur.

... people who don't want something are less likely to get it than people who do want something.

I'm fond of anything that comes from the sea, and that includes sailors.

By jove, no wonder women don't love war nor understand it, nor can operate in it as a rule; it takes a man to suffer what other men have invented . . .

Genius is a talent only for living, those who possess it have little gift for dying.

The German passion for bureaucracy -- for written and signal forms . . . to move about, to work, to exist -- is like a steel pin pinning each French individual to a sheet of paper, the way an entomologist pins each specimen insect . . .

In the history of art there are periods when bread seems so beautiful that it nearly gets into museums.