The force of a language does not consist of rejecting what is foreign but of swallowing it.

Master and Doctor are my titles; for ten years now, without repose, I held my erudite recitals and led my pupils by the nose.

National literature does not mean much these days; now is the age of world literature, and every one must contribute to hasten thearrival of that age.

We are the slaves of objects around us, and appear little or important according as these contract or give us room to expand.

We know accurately only when we know little, with knowledge doubt increases.

Certain flaws are necessary for the whole. It would seem strange if old friends lacked certain quirks.

Gray is the color of all theory