“I have great faith in fools – self-confidence my friends will call it.”

The world is a great ocean, upon which we encounter more tempestuous storms than calms.

Even in the grave, all is not lost.

There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.

I have, indeed, no abhorrence of danger, except in its absolute effect – in terror.

A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.

It is a happiness to wonder; it is a happiness to dream.

And all I loved, I loved alone.

Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.

Sleep, those little slices of death – how I loathe them.

Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded.

Those who gossip with you will gossip about you.

When a madman appears thoroughly sane, indeed, it is high time to put him in a straight jacket.

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.

If a man deceives me once, shame on him; if he deceives me twice, shame on me.

The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.

Blood was its Avatar and its seal.