To be great is to be misunderstood.
Those whom the gods love grow young.
Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.
They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
They are always asking a writer why he does not write like somebody else, or a painter why he does not paint like somebody else, quite oblivious of the fact that if either of them did anything of the kind he would cease to be an artist.
There’s nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It’s a thing no married man knows anything about.
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 only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.
There is nothing so difficult to marry as a large nose.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
There is no necessity to separate the monarch from the mob; all authority is equally bad.
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.
