The pleasure we derive from the representation of the present is due, not only to the beauty it can be clothed in, but also to its essential quality of being the present.
Our religion is itself profoundly sad – a religion of universal anguish, and one which, because of its very catholicity, grants full liberty to the individual and asks no better than to be celebrated in each man’s own language – so long as he knows anguish and is a painter.
Pure truth cannot be assimilated by the crowd; it must be communicated by contagion.
Everything you need for better future and success has already been written. And guess what? All you have to do is go to the library.
To marry unequally is to suffer equally.
Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate; good is always the product of an art.
Those men get along best with women who can get along best without them.
How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.
Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly each day.
An error is the more dangerous in proportion to the degree of truth which it contains.