Knowledge Has Its End In

Born Of The Sensibility, Art Sows And Creates Life In Its Turn.

Nothing Exists Except By Virtue Of A Disequilibrium, An Injustice. All Existence Is A Theft Paid For By Other Existences; No Life Flowers Except On A Cemetery.

Knowledge Has Its End In Itself, Apart From Any Idea Of Life And Propagation Of The Species.

Very Simple Ideas Lie Within The Reach Only Of Complex Minds.

Women Still Remember The First Kiss After Men Have Forgotten The Last.