Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.

If you shut up truth and bury it underground it will but grow.

I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don't care for the great centuries. All I care about is life struggle intensity.

The fate of animals is of greater importance to me than the fear of appearing ridiculous, it is indissolubly connected with the fate of men.