Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world.

By beauty of course I mean truth, for the one involves the other; it is only the false in art which is ugly, and it is only the ugly that is universal.

Wisdom and goodness are twin-born, one heart must hold both sisters, never seen apart.

He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence.

How is it the great pieces of good luck fall to us?

What the American public wants in the theater is a tragedy with a happy ending.

If we like a man's dream, we call him a reformer; if we don't like his dream, we call him a crank.