Life is beautiful, as long as it consumes you. When it is rushing through you, destroying you, life is gorgeous, glorious. It's when you burn a slow fire and save fuel, that life's not worth having.
A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.
Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper function of the critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.
The refined punishments of the spiritual mode are usually much more indecent and dangerous than a good smack.
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable in action, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a god.