Love is fed by the imagination, by which we become wiser than we know, better than we feel, nobler than we are: by which we can see life as a whole, by which and by which alone we can understand others in their real and their ideal relation. Only what is fine, and finely conceived can feed love. But anything will feed hate.

Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.

I have said to you to speak the truth is a painful thing. To be forced to tell lies is much worse.

History is a lie commonly agreed upon.

You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don't even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvelous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid

The public have an insatiable curiosity to know everything, except what is worth knowing.

The only proper intoxication is conversation.