But I am not perfect in my way of putting things Because I lack the divine simplicity Of being only what I appear to be.

Decadence is the total loss of unconsciousness, which is the very basis of life. Could it think, the heart would stop beating.

My soul's the present shadow of a presence gone.

Life is whatever we conceive it to be.

Time, which grays hair and wrinkles faces, also withers violent affections, and much more quickly.

Our problem isn't that we're individualists. It's that our individualism is static rather than dynamic. We value what we think rather than what we do. We forget that we haven't done, or been, what we thought; that the first function of life is action, just as the first property of things is motion.

The sea with an end can be Greek or Roman: the endless sea is Portuguese.