The bad gains respect through imitation, the good loses it especially in art.
Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for woman.
You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
He missed an invaluable opportunity to hold his tongue.
Religion, you know, enters very deep; in reality it is the deepest impression I have in speaking to people, that they are or that they are not of my religion.
There is a rollicking kindness that looks like malice.
An artist has no home in Europe except in Paris.
There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.
Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings – always darker, emptier and simpler.
A woman may very well form a friendship with a man, but for this to endure, it must be assisted by a little physical antipathy.