Delacroix was passionately in love with passion, but coldly determined to express passion as clearly as possible.
Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.
Love is the natural occupation of the man of leisure.
To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.
Today I felt pass over me A breath of wind from the wings of madness.
Being a useful man has always seemed to me to be something truly hideous.