I had come at last and my heart was beating again strongly to a heart that could not know despair because it forgot itself in the duty of its love.

All art is bad, but modern art is the worst.

To forgive is wisdom, to forget is genius.

It was as dark as the inside of a cabinet minister.

No doubt any connoisseur, any collector, some bored old millionaire when he shows off his treasures, is seeking in your praise the resurrection and the life.

Funeral expenses are the curse of the poor everywhere on earth, they are wasteful and unnecessary, they are the price of foolish ostentation and a display that is less an evidence of grief than a vulgar travesty of those pompous obsequies where no grief is.

Politics is like navigation in a sea without charts, and wise men live the lives of pilgrims.