Whatever, in fact, is modern in our life we owe to the Greeks. Whatever is an anachronism is due to mediaevalism.

I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones.

Art creates an incomparable and unique effect, and, having done so, passes on to other things. Nature, upon the other hand, forgetting that that imitation can be made the sincerest form of insult, keeps on repeating this effect until we all become absolutely wearied of it.

There are times when sorrow seems to me to be the only truth.

Really, if the lower orders don't set a good example, what on earth is the use of them?

To get back one's youth one has merely to repeat one's follies.

Tread Lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow.