The winters are to fashionable women what a campaign once was to the soldiers of the Empire.
What is Art, monsieur, but Nature concentrated?
Music is of two kinds: one petty, poor, second-rate, never varying, its base the hundred or so phrasings which all musicians understand, a babbling which is more or less pleasant, the life that most composers live.
My further advice on your relations to women is based upon that other motto of chivalry, "Serve all, love one."
True love is eternal, infinite, always like unto itself; it is equable, pure, without violent demonstration; white hair often covers the head, but the heart that holds it is ever young.
Discretion is the best form of calculation.
Equality may be a right, but no power on earth can convert it into fact.
Glory is the sun of the dead.
"Thinking is seeing," said he one day, carried away by some objection raised as to the first principles of our organisation."Every human science is based on deduction, which is a slow process of seeing by which we work up from the effect to the cause; or, in a wider sense, all poetry like every work of art proceeds from a swift vision of things."
I am a galley slave to pen and ink.