The One Way Of Tolerating

The One Way Of Tolerating Existence Is To Lose Oneself In Literature As In A Perpetual Orgy.

Stupidity Is An Immovable Object: You Can't Try To Attack It Wiithout Being Broken By It.

Once One Has Kissed A Cadaver's Forehead, There Always Remains Something Of It On The Lips, An Infinite Bitterness, An Aftertasteof Nothingness That Nothing Can Erase.

Melancholy Is A Sensual Pleasure That Is Deliberately Provoked. How Many People Shut Themselves Away To Make Themselves Sadder, Or To Weep Beside A Stream, Or Choose A Sentimental Book! We Are Constantly Building And Unbuilding Ourselves.

Do Not Imagine You Can Exorcise What Oppresses You In Life By Giving Vent To It In Art.