Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.

To be a great man and a saint to oneself, that's the only important thing.

Delacroix was passionately in love with passion, but coldly determined to express passion as clearly as possible.

There is a word, in a verb, something sacred which forbids us from using it recklessly. To handle a language cunningly is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.

The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that in evil is found all sensual delight.

What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice.

What do I care if you are good? Be beautiful! and be sad!