The Cigar Is The Perfect

I Would Rather Believe That God Did Not Exist Than Believe That He Was Indifferent.

The World Will Know And Understand Me Someday. But If That Day Does Not Arrive, It Does Not Greatly Matter. I Shall Have Opened The Way For Other Women.

Vanity Is The Quicksand Of Reason.

I Regard As A Mortal Sin Not Only The Lying Of The Senses In Matters Of Love, But Also The Illusion Which The Senses Seek To Create Where Love Is Only Partial. I Say, I Believe, That One Must Love With All Of One's Being, Or Else Live, Come What May, A Life Of Complete Chastity.

Art Belongs To All Times And To All Countries; Its Special Benefit Is Precisely To Be Still Living When Everything Else Seems Dying; That Is Why Providence Shields It From Too Personal Or Too General Passions, And Grants It A Patient And Persevering Organization, Durable Sensibility, And The Contemplative Sense In Which Lies Invincible Faith.