The work of art assumes the existence of the perfect spectator, and is indifferent to the fact that no such person exists.

'Healing,' Papa would tell me, 'is not a science, but the intuitive art of wooing nature.'

The first mistake of art is to assume that it's serious.

Good manners is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse. Whoever makes the fewest people uneasy is the best bred in the room.

Lying just for the fun of it is either art or pathology.