I didn't have time to write a short letter, so I wrote a long one instead.

I believe I have no prejudices whatsoever. All I need to know is that a man is a member of the human race. That's bad enough for me.

The citizen who sees his society's democratic clothes being worn out and does not cry it out, is not a patriot, but a traitor.

Who is this Renaissance? Where did he come from? Who gave him permission to cram the Republic with his execrable daubs?

A gentleman is someone who knows how to play the banjo and doesn't.

For instance, take this sample: he has imagined a heaven, and has left entirely out of it the supremest of all his delights, the one ecstasy that stands first and foremost in the heart of every individual of his race - and of ours - sexual intercourse!It is as if a lost and perishing person in a roasting desert should be told by a rescuer he might choose and have all longed-for things but one, and he should elect to leave out water!

Human beings seem to be a poor invention. If they are the noblest works of God where is the ignoblest?