Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.

A woman may very well form a friendship with a man, but for this to endure, it must be assisted by a little physical antipathy.

To be ashamed of one’s immorality: that is a step on the staircase at whose end one is also ashamed of one’s morality.

Art is the proper task of life.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

Fear is the mother of morality.

Today I love myself as I love my god: who could charge me with a sin today? I know only sins against my god; but who knows my god?

The abdomen is the reason why man does not readily take himself to be a god.

It is good to express a thing twice right at the outset and so to give it a right foot and also a left one. Truth can surely stand on one leg, but with two it will be able to walk and get around.

Art raises its head where creeds relax.