All one's work might have been better done; but this is a sort of reflection a worker must put aside courageously if he doesn't mean every one of his conceptions to remain forever a private vision, an evanescent reverie.

I am afraid that if you want to go down into history you'll have to do something for it.

A man's real life is that accorded to him in the thoughts of other men by reason of respect or natural love.

Art is long and life is short, and success is very far off.

It made you feel very small, very lost, and yet it was not altogether depressing, that feeling. After all, if you were small, the grimy beetle crawled on - which was just what you wanted it to do.

I couldn't have felt more of lonely desolation somehow, had I been robbed of a belief or had missed my destiny in life.

Necessity, they say, is mother of invention, but fear, too, is not barren of ingenious suggestions.