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.

However incoherent a human existence may be, human unity is not bothered by it.

Let us beware of common folk, of common sense, of sentiment, of inspiration, and of the obvious.

It is easy to understand why the rabble dislike cats. A cat is beautiful; it suggests ideas of luxury, cleanliness, voluptuous pleasures.

A multitude of small delights constitute happiness

the Devil's hand directs our every move - / the things we loathed become the things we love

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