A Sweetheart Is A Bottle Of Wine,

I Am A Cemetery Abhorred By The Moon, In Which Long Worms Crawl Like Remorse.

We All Have The Republican Spirit In Our Veins, Like Syphilis In Our Bones. We Are Democratized And Venerealized.

But A Dandy Can Never Be A Vulgar Man

Love Is The Natural Occupation Of The Man Of Leisure.

The Old Paris Is No More (the Form Of A City Changes Faster, Alas! Than A Mortal's Heart).