Faithfulness is to the emotional life what consistency is to the life of the intellect - simply a confession of failures.

What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing. And a sentimentalist, my dear Darlington, is a man who sees an absurd value in everything, and doesn't know the market place of any single thing.

Patriotism is the virtue of the vicious.

A subject that is beautiful in itself gives no suggestion to the artist. It lacks imperfection.

The beautiful, passionate, ruined South, the land of magnolias and music, of roses and romance . . . living on the memory of crushing defeats

The more we study Art, the less we care for Nature. What Art really reveals to us is Nature's lack of design, her curious crudities, her extraordinary monotony, her absolutely unfinished condition.

He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weeps when there is nothing at all to weep about.