Desire is the presentiment of our inner abilities, and the forerunner of our ultimate accomplishments.

Nothing is more odious than the majority, for it consists of a few powerful leaders, a certain number of accommodating scoundrels and submissive weaklings, and a mass of men who trot after them without thinking, or knowing their own minds.

Some people spend the day in complaining of a headache, and the night in drinking the wine that gives it.

I am amazed to see how deliberately I have entangled myself step by step. To have seen my position so clearly, and yet to have acted so like a child!

What matters in art is not thinking but making.

The happiest man is the one who finds happiness at home.

Age does not make us childish, as some say; it finds us true children.