Without charm there can be no fine literature, as there can be no perfect flower without fragrance.

- Arthur Symons

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.

- Arthur Symons

Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears, A naked runner lost in a storm of spears.

- Arthur Symons

It is in their eyes that their magic resides.

- Arthur Symons

Hardly any one is able to see what is before him, just as it is in itself. He comes expecting one thing, he finds another thing, he sees through the…

- Arthur Symons

Vaguely conscious of that great suspense in which we live, we find our escape from its sterile, annihilating reality in many dreams, in religion, pas…

- Arthur Symons

The clamours of spring are the same old delicate noises, The earth renews its magical youth at a breath.

- Arthur Symons

To have loved, to have been made happy thus, / What better fate has life in store for us?

- Arthur Symons

I heard the sighing of the reedsAt noontide and at evening,And some old dream I had forgottenI seemed to be remembering.

- Arthur Symons