[stéphane Mallarmé] Theory Of The Hermetic Is

As For Me, I Am Mean: That Means That I Need The Suffering Of Others To Exist. A Flame. A Flame In Their Hearts. When I Am All Alone, I Am Extinguished.

I Committed The First Crime By Creating Men As Mortals. After That, What More Could You Do, You The Murderers? Come On; They Already Had Death In Them: At Most You Simply Hastened Things A Little.

I Had Found My Religion: Nothing Seemed More Important To Me Than A Book. I Saw The Library As A Temple.

The Plight Of Modern Man Is That He Is Condemmed To Be Free.

The Form [of Literature] Matters Little To Me, Classical Or Not.