I could never throw Love out of the window.
Morality is the weakness of the mind.
Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head - And we'll take a long time to find that creature - Which travels a lot.
Faith assuages, guides, restores.
. . . be absolute moderne.
I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.