I must create a system$$$ or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.

The construction of life is at present in the power of facts far more than of convictions$$$ and of such facts as have scarcely ever become the basis of convictions.

It is always an accident that saves us. It is someone we have never seen.

In the world's structure dream loosens individuality like a bad tooth.

For only that which we knew and practiced at age 15 will one day constitute our attraction. And one thing$$$ therefore$$$ can never be made good: having neglected to run away from home.

To great writers$$$ finished works weigh lighter than those fragments on which they labor their entire lives.

The luck of having talent is not enough; one must also have a talent for luck.

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.

Everybody knows there is no fineness or accuracy of suppression; if you hold down one thing you hold down the adjoining.

The flesh would shrink and go$$$ the blood would dry$$$ but no one believes in his mind of minds or heart of hearts that the pictures do stop.