God made everything out of nothing. But the nothingness shows through.

Interruption, incoherence, surprise are the ordinary conditions of our life. They have even become real needs for many people, whose minds are no longer fed by anything but sudden changes and constantly renewed stimuli. We can no longer bear anything that lasts. We no longer know how to make boredom bear fruit. So the whole question comes down to this: can the human mind master what the human mind has made?

Sometimes I think and other times I am.

From the moment that photography appeared, the descriptive genre began to invade Letters... In verse as in prose the décor and exterior aspects of life took an almost excessive place.

If what has happened in the one person were communicated directly to the other, all art would collapse, all the effects of art would disappear.

Two dangers constantly threaten the world: order and disorder.

Whoever wants to accomplish great things must devote to a lot of profound thought to details.