Fromage and coffee and cognac and no gods.

Civilization must be destroyed. The hairy saints of the North have earned this crumb by their complaints.

After one has abandoned a belief in God, poetry is that essence which takes its place as life's redemption.

At the sight of blackbirds Flying in a green light, Even the bawds of euphony Would cry out sharply.

Union of the weakest develops strength not wisdom. Can all men, together, avenge one of the leaves that have fallen in autumn? But the wise man avenges by building his city in snow.

Thought is an infection. In the case of certain thoughts, it becomes an epidemic.

Death is the mother of Beauty; hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.