The insatiable thirst for everything that lies beyond, and that life reveals, is the most living proof of our immortality.

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

Even in the centuries which appear to us to be the most monstrous and foolish, the immortal appetite for beauty has always found satisfaction.

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

I felt passing over me the wind of the wing of madness.

So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, be endlessly drunk.

Theory of the true civilization. It is not to be found in gas or steam or table turning. It consists in the diminution of the traces of original sin.