Each ten years of a man's life has its own fortunes, its own hopes, its own desires.

All perishable is but an allegory.

The mind is found most acute and most uneasy in the morning. Uneasiness is, indeed, a species of sagacity - a passive sagacity. Fools are never uneasy.

By the artist's seizing any one object from nature, that object no longer is part of nature. One can go so far as to say that theartist creates the object in that very moment by emphasizing its significant, characteristic, and interesting aspects or, rather, by adding the higher values.

We're only really thinking when we can't think out fully what we are really thinking about!

Everything is simpler than you think and at the same time more complex than you imagine

Gray is the color of all theory