A Breath Of Paris Preserves

Love Is Reducing The Universe To One Being.

If You Wish To Understand What Revolution Is, Call It Progress; And If You Wish To Understand What Progress Is, Call It Tomorrow.

There Are Souls Which, Crab-like, Crawl Continually Toward Darkness, Going Back In Life Rather Than Advancing In It, Using What Experience They Have To Increase Their Deformity, Growing Worse Without Ceasing, And Becoming Steeped More And More Thoroughly In An Intensifying Wickedness.

There Is One Spectacle Grander Than The Sea, That Is The Sky.

God Will Reward You,' He Said. 'you Must Be An Angel Since You Care For Flowers.