The future, like everything else, is no longer quite what it used to be.

Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.

Long years must pass before the truths we have made for ourselves become our very flesh.

What one wrote playfully, another reads with tension and passion; what one wrote with tension and passion, another reads playfully.

History is the most dangerous product evolved from the chemistry of the intellect. ...History will justify anything. It teaches precisely nothing, for it contains everything and furnishes examples of everything.

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.

The advantage of the incomprehensible is that it never loses its freshness.