» The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.
» Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate; good is always the product of an art.
» A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.
» The more a man cultivates the arts the less he fornicates. A more and more apparent cleavage occurs between the spirit and the brute.
» All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory -- of the absolute and of the particular. Absolute and eternal beauty does not exist, or rather it is only an abstraction creamed from the general surface of different beauties. The particular element in each manifestation comes from the emotions: and just as we have our own particular emotions, so we have our own beauty.
» There are as many kinds of beauty as there are habitual ways of seeking happiness.
» Hypocrite reader -- my fellow -- my brother!
» Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.
» For the merchant, even honesty is a financial speculation.
» Our religion is itself profoundly sad -- a religion of universal anguish, and one which, because of its very catholicity, grants full liberty to the individual and asks no better than to be celebrated in each man's own language -- so long as he knows anguish and is a painter.