Military men are the scourges of the world.

Broad daylight does not encourage the apprehension of horror.

We are accustomed to use our eyes only with the memory of what other people before us have thought about the object we are looking at.

And taking her friend’s hand, she put it on her breast, on that firm round covering of a woman’s heart which the male often finds so satisfying that he makes no attempt to find what lies beneath it.

breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.

We breathe, sleep, drink, eat, work and then die! The end of life is death. What do you long for? Love? A few kisses and you will be powerless. Money? What for? To gratify your desires. Glory? What coems after it all? Death! Death alone is certain.

Champagne... the wine of kings, the king of wines