Every complete man has his genius. True virtue is genius.

Reason is mechanical, wit chemical, and genius organic spirit.

All men are somewhat ridiculous and grotesque, just because they are men; and in this respect artists might well be regarded as man multiplied by two. So it is, was, and shall be.

If one writes or reads novels from the point of view of psychology, it is very inconsistent and petty to want to shy away from even the slowest and most detailed analysis of the most unnatural lusts, gruesome tortures, shocking infamy, and disgusting sensual or spiritual impotence.

Virtue is reason which has become energy.

Many a witty inspiration is like the surprising reunion of befriended thoughts after a long separation.

Every uneducated person is a caricature of himself.