Woman is a vulgar animal from whom man has created an excessively beautiful ideal.
The most important thing in the world is to hold your soul aloft.
She was the amoureuse of all the novels, the heroine of all the plays, the vague โsheโ of all the poetry books.
There are two infinities that confuse me: the one in my soul devours me; the one around me will crush me
COLD. Healthier than heat.
The artist must be in his work as God is in creation, invisible and all-powerful; one must sense him everywhere but never see him.