Every impulse we strangle will only poison us.

I may not agree with you, but I will defend to the death your right to make an ass of yourself.

Art never expresses anything but itself.

Find expression for a sorrow, and it will become dear to you. Find an expression for joy, and you will intensify its ecstasy.

Why had it been left for a stranger to reveal him to himself?

I am a born antinomian. I am one of those who are made for exceptions, not for laws. But while I see that there is nothing wrong in what one does, I see that there is something wrong in what one becomes.