I Cling To My Imperfection, As The

There Is A Certain Impertinence In Allowing Oneself To Be Burned For An Opinion.

You Think You Are Dying For Your Country; You Die For The Industrialists.

The Kingdom Of Heaven Is A Military Autocracy And There Is No Public Opinion In It.

A Good Critic Is The Man Who Describes His Adventures Among Masterpieces.

Until One Has Loved An Animal A Part Of One's Soul Remains Unawakened.