Any man who does not have his inner world to translate is not an artist.
Books follow morals, and not morals books.
It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat.
Good heavens! what a foolish thing is this pretended perfectibility of the human race which is continually being dinned into our ears!
You do not become a critic until it has been completely established to your own satisfaction that you cannot be a poet.
The cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toil.