Time is the most terrible, the most discouraging, the most unconquerable of all obstacles, and one that may exist when no other does.

one life would not suffice, mine especially. To touch everything and leave nothing after oneself! Ah! my God! I hope better than that. Ah! I am very cowardly, and under the blow of such a terror I am ready to believe in priests.

Nothing is ever so good or so bad in reality as it is in the anticipation.

To live, to have so much ambition, to suffer, to cry, to fight and, at the end, forgetfulness ... as if I had never existed.

I want to live faster, faster, faster! ... I fear that this desire to live always at high pressure is the presage of a short existence. Who knows?

Soul is as necessary in a painting as body.

Let us love dogs; let us love only dogs! Men and cats are unworthy creatures.