Happiness Is Egotistical.

I Hate This Life Of The Fashionable World, Always Ordered, Measured, Ruled, Like Our Music-paper. What I Have Always Wished For, Desired, And Coveted, Is The Life Of An Artist, Free And Independent, Relying Only On My Own Resources, And Accountable Only To Myself.

If God Were Suddenly Condemned To Live The Life Which He Has Inflicted Upon Men, He Would Kill Himself.

I Came To Paris With Four écus In My Pocket, And I’d Have Fought With Anybody Who Told Me I Was In No Condition To Buy The Louvre.

You Are Very Amiable, No Doubt, But You Would Be Charming If You Would Only Depart.

There Is Neither Happiness Nor Unhappiness In This World; There Is Only The Comparison Of One State With Another. Only A Man Who Has Felt Ultimate Despair Is Capable Of Feeling Ultimate Bliss. It Is Necessary To Have Wished For Death In Order To Know How Good It Is To Live.....the Sum Of All Human Wisdom Will Be Contained In These Two Words: Wait And Hope.