Let us return to our eagle's nest in the Himalayas. It is waiting for us, for it is ours, eaglets of Europe, we need not renounce any part of our real nature...whence we formerly took our flight.

The theatre, like the fresco, is art fitted to its place. And therefore it is above all else the human art, the living art.

All these young millionaires were anarchists, of course: when a man possesses everything it is the supreme luxury for him to deny society: for in that way he can evade his responsibilities

Everything is music for the born musician.

Every race, every art has its hypocrisy. The world is fed with a little truth and many lies.

The greatest book is not the one whose message engraves itself on the brain, as a telegraphic message engraves itself on the ticker-tape, but the one whose vital impact opens up other viewpoints, and from writer to reader spreads the fire that is fed by the various essences, until it becomes a vast conflagration leaping from forest to forest.

Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day.