The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away.

I have always been of opinion that a man who desires to get married should know either everything or nothing.

If art is to have a special train, the critic must keep some seats reserved on it.

If I hadn't believed it, then I wouldn't have seen it

And when wind and winter harden All the loveless land, It will whisper of the garden, You will understand.

Nowadays we are all of us so hard up that the only pleasant things to pay are compliments. They’re the only things we can pay.

I don’t regret for a single moment having lived for pleasure. I did it to the full, as one should do everything that one does. There was no pleasure I did not experience.