You talk of the scythe of Time, and the tooth of Time: I tell you, Time is scytheless and toothless; it is we who gnaw like the worm - we who smite like the scythe. It is ourselves who abolish - ourselves who consume: we are the mildew, and the flame.

He thinks by infection, catching an opinion like a cold.

Genius is only a superior power of seeing.

The path of a good woman is indeed strewn with flowers; but they rise behind her steps, not before them.

All great art is the expression of man's delight in God's work, not his own.

There is no wealth but life.

Man's only true happiness is to live in hope of something to be won by him.