“Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one’s mistakes.”

Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.

Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.

The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.

Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.

One should always be in love. That’s the reason one should never marry.

Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is by far the best ending for one.

You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.

It is what you read when you don’t have to that determines what you will be when you can’t help it.

I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.

When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one’s self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.

To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.

Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.

We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.

I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.

Art is the only serious thing in the world. And the artist is the only person who is never serious.

We either die or live for something. And between those two there is only love.

Pretty flowers have to die some day too.

Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to “die before you die” and find that there is no death.

Never let the child inside you die.

Be careful of the ones that always wanna get you high, cause when the time comes, that one’ll let you die.

I’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.

She is a kind of poison I would die for.

Give up defining yourself – to yourself or to others. You won’t die. You will come to life. And don’t be concerned with how others define you. When they define you, they are limiting themselves, so it’s their problem.