It is unfortunately very true that, without leisure and money, love can be no more than an orgy of the common man. Instead of being a sudden impulse full of ardor and reverie, it becomes a distastefully utilitarian affair.
Cats, so strong and gentle, the pride of the household.
My soul travels on the smell of perfume like the souls of other men on music.
A Dandy does nothing.
We love women in proportion to their degree of strangeness to us.
The beautiful is always bizarre.