Strangeness Is An Ingredient Necessary In Beauty.

Alas, Human Vices, However Horrible One Might Imagine Them To Be, Contain The Proof (were It Only In Their Infinite Expansion) Of Man's Longing For The Infinite; But It Is A Longing That Often Takes The Wrong Route. It Is My Belief That The Reason Behind All Culpable Excesses Lies In This Depravation Of The Sense Of The Infinite.

To Be Just, That Is To Say, To Justify Its Existence, Criticism Should Be Partial, Passionate And Political, That Is To Say, Written From An Exclusive Point Of View, But A Point Of View That Opens Up The Widest Horizons.

There Are As Many Kinds Of Beauty As There Are Habitual Ways Of Seeking Happiness.

What A Mysterious Faculty Is That Queen Of The Faculties!

Passion I Hate, And Spirit Does Me Wrong. Let Us Love Gently.