Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it through forests of symbols, which observe him with familiar glances.

The insatiable thirst for everything which lies beyond, and which life reveals, is the most living proof of our immortality.

If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist.

An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense which shows him intoxicating pleasures, but which at the same time implies and contains an equally exquisite sense of all deformities and all disproportion.

There are in every man, at every hour, two simultaneous postulations, one towards God, the other towards Satan

I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.