The form of a town changes more swiftly alas! Than the heart of a mortal.

It is regrettable that, among the Rights of Man, the right of contradicting oneself has been forgotten.

What I say is that the supreme and singular joy of making love resides in the certainty of doing evil.

Where ever I am not is the place where I am myself.

...an industry which can furnish results identical to nature must be the absolute in art.

This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.

The true voyagers are those who go for the sake of traveling . . . and without quite knowing why, they say, 'Let us depart!'.