O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!

The genius of poetry must work out its own salvation in a man; it cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.

Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.

The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.

To the very last, he [Napoleon] had a kind of idea; that, namely, of la carrière ouverte aux talents, - the tools to him that can handle them.

Failure is in a sense the highway to success, as each discovery of what is false leads us to seek earnestly after what is true.

There is nothing stable in the world; uproar's your only music.