Go then, a starveling girl With no perfume or pearls, Only your nudity O my beauty!

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

The son will run away from the family not at eighteen but at twelve, emancipated by his gluttonous precocity; he will fly not to seek heroic adventures, not to deliver a beautiful prisoner from a tower, not to immortalize a garret with sublime thoughts, but to found a business, to enrich himself and to compete with his infamous papa.

Woman is natural, that is to say, abominable.

La, tout n’est qu’ordre et beauté Luxe, calme et volupté There, there is nothing else but grace and measure, Richness, quietness, and pleasure.

Nations, like families, have great men only in spite of themselves.

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.