We Are All Mortals, And Each Is

Man's Greatest Weakness Is His Love For Life.

There Is No Fate More Distressing For An Artist Than To Have To Show Himself Off Before Fools, To See His Work Exposed To The Criticism Of The Vulgar And Ignorant.

It May Cost Me Twenty Thousand Francs; But For Twenty Thousand Francs, I Will Have The Right To Rail Against The Iniquity Of Humanity, And To Devote To It My Eternal Hatred.

The Envious Will Die, But Envy Never. [fr., Les Envieux Mourront, Mais Non Jamais L'envie.]

Men Often Marry In Hasty Recklessness And Repent Afterward All Their Lives.