From Fanaticism To Barbarism Is Only One

To Describe Women, The Pen Should Be Dipped In The Humid Colors Of The Rainbow, And The Paper Dried With The Dust Gathered From The Wings Of A Butterfly.

If There Is One Realm In Which It Is Essential To Be Sublime, It Is In Wickedness. You Spit On A Petty Thief, But You Can't Deny A Kind Of Respect For The Great Criminal.

For Me, My Thoughts Are My Prostitutes.

There Is No Moral Precept That Does Not Have Something Inconvenient About It.

What Is This World? A Complex Whole, Subject To Endless Revolutions. All These Revolutions Show A Continual Tendency To Destruction; A Swift Succession Of Beings Who Follow One Another, Press Forward, And Vanish; A Fleeting Symmetry; The Order Of A Moment. I Reproached You Just Now With Estimating The Perfection Of Things By Your Own Capacity; And I Might Accuse You Here Of Measuring Its Duration By The Length Of Your Own Days.