I quite agree with Dr. Nordau's assertion that all men of genius are insane, but Dr. Nordau forgets that all sane people are idiots.

She had a passion for secrecy, but she herself was merely a Sphinx without a secret.

What the artist is always looking for is the mode of existence in which soul and body are one and indivisible: in which the outward is expressive of the inward: in which form reveals.

Any place that we love becomes our world.

The proper aim is to try and reconstruct society on such a basis that poverty will be impossible.

Do you know that I am afraid that good people do a great deal of harm in this world? Certainly the greatest harm they do is that they make badness of such extraordinary importance.

Everything that is popular is wrong.