The morality of art is in its very beauty.
Reality does not conform to the ideal, but confirms it.
And so I will take back up my poor life, so plain and so tranquil, where phrases are adventures and the only flowers I gather aremetaphors.
I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it.
Women want you to deceive them: they force you to, and if you resist, they blame you.
It is necessary to sleep upon the pillow of doubt.