She is all the great heroines of the world in one. She is more than an individual. I love her, and I must make her love me. I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.

I suppose society is wonderfully delightful. To be in it is merely a bore. But to be out of it is simply a tragedy.

There were opium-dens, where one could buy oblivion, dens of horror where the memory of old sins could be destroyed by the madness of sins that were new.

Philosophy teaches us to bear with equanimity the misfortunes of others.

A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.

Life, Lady Stutfield, is simply a mauvais quart d'heure made up of exquisite moments.

Full frontal nudity is reserved for Adam and Eve!