What's that as flies without wings, your ladyship? Time! Time!

A young man is afraid of his demon and puts his hand over the demon's mouth sometimes and speaks for him. And the things the young man says are very rarely poetry.

there is no pornography without a secrecy.

Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.

The sense of wonder, that is our sixth sense.

There is an eternal vital correspondence between our blood and the sun: there is an eternal vital correspondence between our nerves and the moon. If we get out of contact and harmony with the sun and moon, then both turn into great dragons of destruction against us.

I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.