Genius Is Childhood Recalled At Will.

Always Be A Poet, Even In Prose.

Everything, Alas, Is An Abyss, — Actions, Desires, Dreams, Words!

The Devil's Finest Trick Is To Persuade You That He Does Not Exist.

I Will Drop Into Your Chest Like A Vegetal Ambrosia. I Will Be The Grain That Regenerates The Cruelly Plowed Furrow. Poetry Will Be Born Of Our Intimate Union. A God We Shall Create Together, And We Shall Soar Heavenward Like Sunbeams, Perfumes, Butterflies, Birds, And All Winged Things.

La Volupte Unique Et Supre" Me De L'amour G|"t Dans La Certitude De Faire Le Mal. The Unique, Supreme Pleasure Of Love Consists In The Certainty Of Doing Evil.