A few great minds are enough to endow humanity with monstrous power, but a few great hearts are not enough to make us worthy of using it.
Theories pass. The frog remains.
The ideal, without doubt, varies, but its enemies, alas, are always the same.
Beauty in art is often nothing but ugliness subdued.
Renown? I've already got more of it than those I respect, and will never have as much as those for whom I feel contempt.
In order to remain true to oneself one ought to renounce one's party three times a day.
