Tobacco is the plant that converts thoughts into dreams.

Common sense is in spite of, not as the result of education.

God manifests himself to us in the first degree through the life of the universe, and in the second degree through the thought of man. The second manifestation is not less holy than the first. The first is named Nature, the second is named Art.

France lost a great novel last night.

Here we stop. Upon the threshold of wedding nights stands an angel smiling, his finger on his lip.

No one ever keeps a secret so well as a child.

In the opera we call love, the libretto is almost nothing.