The speed of a runaway horse counts for nothing.
A car can massage organs which no masseur can reach. It is the one remedy for the disorders of the great sympathetic nervous system.
The ear disapproves but tolerates certain musical pieces; transfer them into the domain of our nose, and we will be forced to flee.
I have seafoam in my veins, I understand the language of waves.
One must be a living man and a posthumous artist.
Beauty makes one lose one's head. Poetry is born of this decapitation