Art Is The Flower Of Life And,

Intelligence, That Sublimation Of The Sensibility, That Organ Of The Need To Know, Is Sterilized Sensibility.

Demons Are Like Obedient Dogs; They Come When They Are Called.

Of All The Sexual Aberrations, Perhaps The Most Peculiar Is Chastity.

Extraordinarily Excessive Sensuality It May Be .. But It All Comes Down To The Same Thing In The End, And One Means Is Surely As Good As Another, Since The End Obtained Is Always The Same. In Any Case The Exceptional, Endlessly Repeated, Is No Different Than The Banal; And Unceasing Recapitulation Can Add Nothing, In The End, To The Sum Of Experience. I Am Weary And Hopeless Three Times The Dupe. Why Have You Trained Me In The Shame Of Abominable Sins?

Art Is The Accomplice Of Love. Take Love Away And There Is No Longer Art.