“We are weighed down, every moment, by the conception and the sensation of Time. And there are but two means of escaping and forgetting this nightmare: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us. Work strengthens us. Let us choose. ”

“Let us beware of common folk, common sense, sentiment, inspiration, and the obvious. ”

“Passion I hate, and spirit does me wrong. Let us love gently.”

“Inspiration comes of working every day.”

“I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror.”

“I set out to discover the why of it, and to transform my pleasure into knowledge.”

“Who among us has not dreamt, in moments of ambition, of the miracle of a poetic prose, musical without rhythm and rhyme, supple and staccato enough to adapt to the lyrical stirrings of the soul, the undulations of dreams, and sudden leaps of consciousness.”