If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist.

The world only goes round by misunderstanding.

Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows, and all of summer's stunning afternoons will be gone. I already hear the dead thuds of logs below falling on the cobblestones and the lawn.

Through the Unknown, we'll find the New

Love is a taste for prostitution. In fact, there is no noble pleasure that cannot be reduced to Prostitution.

Where one should see only what is beautiful, our public looks only for what is true.

The immense profundity of thought in vulgar locutions, like holes dug by generations of ants.