Rome is one enormous mausoleum. There, the Past lies visibly stretched upon his bier. There is no today or tomorrow in Rome; it is perpetual yesterday.

True art selects and paraphrases, but seldom gives a verbatim translation.

To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent - that is to triumph over old age.

Conservatism and respectability have their values, certainly; but has not the unconventional its values also?

To be weak, and to know it, is something of a punishment for a proud man.