Beauty is one of the rare things that do not lead to doubt of God.

Nothing is irreparable in politics.

Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it.

Life is very nice, but it has no shape. The object of art is actually to give it some and to do it by every artifice possible-truer than the truth.

All prisons are brimming over with innocence. It is those who cram their fellows into them, in the name of empty ideas, who are the only guilty ones.

When you are forty, half of you belongs to the past... And when you are seventy, nearly all of you.

The only immorality is not to do what one has to do when one has to do it.