There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.

The dandy should aspire to be uninterruptedly sublime. He should live and sleep in front of a mirror.

Blessed art Thou, Lord, who giveth suffering As a divine remedy for our impurities.

Life swarms with innocent monsters.

It's the devil who pulls the strings that make us dance

The pleasure we derive from the representation of the present is due, not only to the beauty it can be clothed in, but also to its essential quality of being the present.

A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.