A little too much is just enough for me.

What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. Jacques felt himself growing gloomy again. He was well aware that to live on earth a man must follow its fashions, and hearts were no longer worn.

The poet, by composing poems, uses a language that is neither dead nor living, that few people speak, and few people understand We are the servants of an unknown force that lives within us, manipulates us, and dictates this language to us.

Art produces ugly things which frequently become more beautiful with time. Fashion, on the other hand, produces beautiful things which always become ugly with time.

True realism consists in revealing the surprising things which habit keeps covered and prevents us from seeing.

Expect neither reward nor beatitude. Return noble waves for ignoble.

Do not take up cause against the inaccuracies printed about you. They are your protection.