We are all under sentence of death, but with a sort of indefinite reprieve.

The author creates a book and the people accept or not accept it. The creator of a book is an author and the creator of it`s fate are people.

I dislike wealth and prosperity, especially that of other men.

God will bless you,' said he, 'you are an angel since you take care of the flowers.' 'No,' she replied. 'I am the devil, but that's all the same to me.

Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly.

She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its hunger.

To love beauty is to see light.