He is some brainless, beautiful creature, who should always be here in winter when we have no flowers to look at, and always here in the summer when we want something to chill our intelligence.

The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.

The bright dawn flooded the room, and swept the fantastic shadows into dusky corners, where they lay shuddering.

The world seemed to me fine because you were in it, and goodness more real because you lived.

Every woman is a rebel.

I should have remembered that when one is going to lead an entirely new life, one requires regular and wholesome meals.

Art should never be popular.