She knew nothing, but she had everything that he had lost.

A work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament. Its beauty comes from the fact that the author is what he is. ...Art is the most intense mode of Individualism that the world has known. I am inclined to say that it is the only real mode of Individualism that the world has known. ...Art is Individualism.

He has no enemies, but he is intensely disliked by his friends.

What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise for which we are later, in the fullness of time and understanding, very grateful for!

I dislike modern memoirs. They are generally written by people who have either entirely lost their memories, or have never done anything worth remembering.

If you want to be witty, say what you think at all times

Oh, brothers! I don't care for brothers. My elder brother won't die, and my younger brothers seem never to do anything else.