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 know how to paint pleasure, cruelty, arrogance in glowing colors.

You have a curious way of arousing one's imagination, stimulating all one's nerves, and making one's pulses beat faster. You put an aureole on vice, provided only if it is honest. Your ideal is a daring courtesan of genius. Oh, you are the kind of man who will corrupt a woman to her very last fiber.

The person who doesn't know how to subjugate will all too quickly feel the other's foot on the nape of his neck.

Never feel safe with the woman you love, for a woman's nature conceals more dangers than you think.

Man desires, woman is desired.

There is no describing the feeling of being mistreated by a successful rival in front of the woman you worship.