Those whom the gods love grow young.
There should be a law that no ordinary newspaper should be allowed to write about art. The harm they do by their foolish and random writing it would be impossible to overestimate – not to the artist but to the public, blinding them to all, but harming the artist not at all.
There is no mode of action, no form of emotion, that we do not share with the lower animals. It is only by language that we rise above them, or above each other – by language, which is the parent, and not the child, of thought.
There is much to be said in favour of modern journalism. By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, it keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community.
The well-bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.
The spirit of an age may be best expressed in the abstract ideal arts, for the spirit itself is abstract and ideal.
The salesman who knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.
The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.
The one duty we owe to history is to rewrite it.
The old believe everything: the middle-aged suspect everything: the young know everything.
The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.
The more we study Art, the less we care for Nature.