Love Is The Cheapest Of

Artists Are The Monks Of The Bourgeois State.

Lessons Are Not Given, They Are Taken.

A Dream Is A Creation Of The Intelligence, The Creator Being Present But Not Knowing How It Will End.

Those Philosophers Who Believe In The Absolute Logic Of Truth Have Never Had To Discuss It On Close Terms With A Woman.

All Our "most Sacred Affections " Are Merely Prosaic Habit.