For two thousand years Christianity has been telling us: life is death, death is life; it is high time to consult the dictionary.

We live less and less, and we learn more and more. Sensibility is surrendering to intelligence.

Most men who rail against women are railing at one woman only.

The ever-present phenomenon ceases to exist for our senses. It was a city dweller, or a prisoner, or a blind man suddenly given his sight, who first noted natural beauty.

Very simple ideas lie within the reach only of complex minds.

Science is the only truth and it is the great lie. It knows nothing, and people think it knows everything. It is misrepresented. People think that science is electricity, automobilism, and dirigible balloons. It is something very different. It is life devouring itself. It is the sensibility transformed into intelligence. It is the need to know stifling the need to live. It is the genius of knowledge vivisecting the vital genius.

Art is the accomplice of love. Take love away and there is no longer art.