Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes.
Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live.
Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
Society often forgives the criminal; it never forgives the dreamer.
The nicest feeling in the world is to do a good deed anonymously-and have somebody find out.