[A cat] will make itself the companion of your hours of work, of loneliness, or of sadness.
Theophile GautierThose horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage.
Theophile GautierArt is beauty, the perpetual invention of detail, the choice of words, the exquisite care of execution.
Theophile Gautier