To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

Perfumes, colours and sounds echo one another.

Go then, a starveling girl With no perfume or pearls, Only your nudity O my beauty!

I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror.

The son will run away from the family not at eighteen but at twelve, emancipated by his gluttonous precocity; he will fly not to seek heroic adventures, not to deliver a beautiful prisoner from a tower, not to immortalize a garret with sublime thoughts, but to found a business, to enrich himself and to compete with his infamous papa.

We love women in proportion to their degree of strangeness to us.

Drink wine, drink poetry, drink virtue.