Remembering is only a new form of suffering.

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

Strangeness is the indispensable condiment of all beauty.

There are in every man, always, two simultaneous allegiances, one to God, the other to Satan. Invocation of God, or Spirituality, is a desire to climb higher; that of Satan, or animality, is delight in descent.

Like those great sphinxes lounging through eternity in noble attitudes upon the desert sand, they gaze incuriously at nothing, calm and wise.

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.

We revel in the laxness of the path we take.