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

A sentimentalist is simply one who desires to have the luxury of an emotion without paying for it

The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and richness to life that nothing else can bring.

Every impulse we strangle will only poison us.

The mark of all good art is not that the thing done is done exactly or finely, for machinery may do as much, but that it is worked out with the head and the workman's heart.

You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit.