The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that in evil is found all sensual delight.
Inspiration comes of working every day.
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.
Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.
Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.
