No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did$$$ he would cease to be an artist.

Knowledge would be fatal. It is the uncertainty that charms one. A mist makes things wonderful.

Art is the most intense mode of individualism that the world has known.

It's a beautiful woman's fate to be the subject of conversation wherever she goes.

America has never quite forgiven Europe for having been discovered somewhat earlier in history than itself.

If you want to be a doormat you have to lay yourself down first.

There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.

It is the stupid and the ugly who have the best of it in this world.

Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attractiveness of others.

In old days books were written by men of letters and read by the public. Nowadays books are written by the public and read by nobody.