What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.

Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

God is the only being who, in order to reign, doesn't even need to exist.

Dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.

The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.

One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk.

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.

Music fathoms the sky.

Almost overnight, Albert Pinkham had gone from being barely able to keep his head above water to walking on the stuff.

One engaged in a commercial pursuit. A commercial pursuit is one in which the thing pursued is a dollar.

What do you think a stimulus is? It’s spending - that's the whole point! Seriously.

Once any tyranny becomes accepted as ordinary, its victory is assured.

Other things, like capitalism, free enterprise, the economy, currency, the market, are not forces of nature, we invented them. They are not immutable and we can change them.

North and West have always vied for power and territory, but their recent competition as to which one is more insidious of the twohas been more peaceful.

Music is art to me, and you don't censor art. You don't go into a museum and censor things.

Life is a helluva lot more fun if you say yes rather than no

Nothing is so galling to a people not broken in from birth as a paternal, or, in other words, a meddling government, a government which tells them what to read, and say, and eat, and drink and wear.

I remember everything What have I become? My sweetest friend? Everyone I know goes away in the end You could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt.