Happiness Is A Monstrosity! Punished Are Those

Everything, Even Herself, Was Now Unbearable To Her. She Wished That, Taking Wing Like A Bird, She Could Fly Somewhere, Far Away To Regions Of Purity, And There Grow Young Again.

All You Have To Do To Make Something Interesting Is To Look At It Long Enough.

Ah! In Fact There Are Two Moralities ... The Petty One, The Conventional One, The One Devised By Men, That Keeps Changing And Bellows So Loudly, Making A Commotion Down Here Among Us, In A Perfectly Pedestrian Way ... But The Other One, The Eternal One, Is All Around And Above Us, Like A Landscape That Surrounds Us And The Blue Sky That Gives Us Light.

Woman Is A Vulgar Animal From Whom Man Has Created An Excessively Beautiful Ideal.

I Love Good Sense Above All, Perhaps Because I Have None.