Talent for talent's sake is a bauble and a show. Talent working with joy in the cause of universal truth lifts the possessor to new power as a benefactor.

We are thus assisted by natural objects in the expression of particular meanings. But how great a language to convey such pepper-corn informations!

I dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.

Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions; the surest poison is time. This cup which nature puts to our lips, has a wonderful virtue, surpassing that of any other draught. It opens the senses, adds power, fills us with exalted dreams, which we call hope, love, ambition, science; especially it creates a craving for larger draughts of itself.

Flowers are the earth laughing.

The blazing evidence of immortality is our dissatisfaction with any other solution.

New arts destroy the old.