America has never quite forgiven Europe for having been discovered somewhat earlier in history than itself.

What is termed Sin is an essential element of progress. Without it the world would stagnate, or grow old, or become colorless. By its curiosity Sin increases the experience of the race. Through its intensified assertion of individualism it saves us from monotony of type. In its rejection of the current notions about morality, it is one with the higher ethics.

The critic has to educate the public; the artist has to educate the critic.

Every one of course represents the spirit of his age, but there is an eternal aspect of the Spirit of every age which may be caught. To recreate the past from the mutilated fragments of the present is the task of the Historian.

I am happy in my prison of passion

Women are a decorative sex. They never have anything to say, but they say it charmingly

You are Beautiful when you are happy