It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.
Whatever the heart desires, it purchases at the cost of soul
Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?
Who invented the human heart, I wonder? Tell me, and then show me the place where he was hanged.
It’s only with great vulgarity that you can achieve real refinement, only out of bawdry that you can get tenderness.
The effective in art is what rapes the emotions of your audience without nourishing its values.