A true artist takes no notice whatever of the public. The public to him are non-existent.

Despotism is unjust to everybody, including the despot, who was probably made for better things.

Palermo was lovely. The most beautifully situated town in the world - it dreams away its life in the Conca d'Oro, the exquisite valley that lies between two seas. The lemon groves and the orange gardens were entirely perfect.

An egg is always an adventure; the next one may be different.

Progress is the realization of utopia.

I am not in favour of this modern mania for turning bad people into good people at a moment's notice.

Artists reproduce themselves or each other, with wearisome iteration. But criticism is always moving on, and the critic is always developing.