The struggle of the spirit against the senses is the gospel of modern man. I do not wish to have any part in it.

Desire followed the glance, pleasure followed desire

Nature admits of no permanence in the relation between man and woman. It is only man's egoism that wants to keep woman like some buried treasure. All endeavors to introduce permanence in love, the most changeable thing in this changeable human existence, have gone shipwreck in spite of religious ceremonies, vows, and legalities.

People who want to live like Olympian gods must have slaves whom they throw into their fishponds and gladiators who fight during their masters sumptuous banquets-and the pleasure-seekers never care if some blood splatters on them.

You have corrupted my imagination and inflamed my blood.

Pleasure alone makes existence worthwhile. A pleasure-seeker has a difficult time parting from life.

Now her eyes meet mine like green lightning-they are green, these eyes of hers, whose power is so indescribable-green, but as are precious stones, or deep unfathomable mountain lakes.