There's nothing the world loves more than a ready-made description which they can hang on to a man, and so save themselves all trouble in future.

There is a sort of man who pays no attention to his good actions, but is tormented by his bad ones. This is the type that most often writes about himself.

Kant thought things, not because they were true, but because he was Kant.

The great man is too often all of a piece; it is the little man that is a bundle of contradictory elements. He is inexhaustible. You never come to the end of the surprises he has in store for you.

It is not wealth one asks for, but just enough to preserve one's dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank and independent.

A little smoke lost in the air, that was the life of a man.

The artist produces for the liberation of his soul.