I suppose society is wonderfully delightful. To be in it is merely a bore. But to be out of it is simply a tragedy.
Society often forgives the criminal; it never forgives the dreamer.
Who, being loved, is poor?
It is art, and art only, that reveals us to ourselves.
Life is too short to be in a hurry.
One should never listen. To listen is a sign of indifference to one's hearers.