Even If It Were Proven That God

My Soul Travels On The Smell Of Perfume Like The Souls Of Other Men On Music.

A Multitude Of Small Delights Constitute Happiness

The Study Of Beauty Is A Duel In Which The Artist Cries Out In Terror Before He Is Defeated.

Go Then, A Starveling Girl With No Perfume Or Pearls, Only Your Nudity O My Beauty!

Delacroix Was Passionately In Love With Passion, But Coldly Determined To Express Passion As Clearly As Possible.