Anybody, Providing He Knows How To Be

We Are Weighed Down, Every Moment, By The Conception And The Sensation Of Time. And There Are But Two Means Of Escaping And Forgetting This Nightmare: Pleasure And Work. Pleasure Consumes Us. Work Strengthens Us. Let Us Choose.

A Dandy Does Nothing.

When A Singer Puts His Hand On His Heart, It Means Usually, I Will Always Love You!

I Can Barely Conceive Of A Type Of Beauty In Which There Is No Melancholy.

True Civilization Does Not Lie In Gas, Nor In Steam, Nor In Turn-tables. It Lies In The Reduction Of The Traces Of Original Sin.