Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life.
There is much difference between imitating a good man, and counterfeiting him.
There is but a single form of love, but it has a thousand imitations.[Il n’y a que d’une sorte d’amour, mais il y en a mille différentes copies.]
Nature is a Haunted House – but Art – a House that tries to be haunted.
It is better to fail in originality, than to succeed in imitation. He who has never failed somewhere, that man can not be great. Failure is the true test of greatness.
Imitation is a double murder; for it deprives both copy and original of their primitive existence.[L’imitation est une espèce de mort, puisqu’elle dépouille chacun de son existence naturelle.]
Because imitation really is the most sincere form of flattery.
Almost everything is imitation.[Presque tout est imitation.]
