The aim of literary ambition is to demonstrate one's greatness of soul.
Theory can leave questions unanswered, but practice has to come up with something.
One's fetishes are fascinating, but not because of their beauty or significance. The same could be said for one's genitals, or one's children.
The vices of youth now exceed my powers, but not my fancy.
The facts, even the real ones, must be imagined before they can be stated.
Like other high subjects, the Law gives no ground to common sense.