The Book of Life begins with a man and a woman in a garden. It ends with Revelations.

No art ever survived censorship; no art ever will.

If a man needs an elaborate tombstone in order to remain in the memory of his country, it is clear that his living at all was an act of absolute superfluity.

Nature....she will hang the night stars so that I may walk abroad in the darkness without stumbling, and send word the wind over my footprints so that none may track me to my hurt: she will cleanse me in great waters, and with bitter herbs make me whole.

I have nothing to declare except my genuis.

A community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual employment of punishment than it is by the occasional occurence of crime.

Every man of ambition has to fight his century with its own weapons. What this century worships is wealth. The God of this century is wealth. To succeed one must have wealth. At all costs one must have wealth.