This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to suffer in front of the stove, and anot….

This industry [photography], by invading the territories of art, has become art's most mortal enemy..

I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror..

The Devil pulls the strings which make us dance; We find delight in the most loathsome things; Some furtherance of Hell each new day brings, And yet ….

If wine disappeared from human production, I believe there would be, in the health and intellect of the planet, a void, a deficiency far more terribl….

When it meows, one scarcely hears it... It has not the need of words to speak the lengthiest phraseologies..

It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree..

You are sitting and smoking; you believe that you are sitting in your pipe, and that your pipe is smoking you; you are exhaling yourself in bluish cl….

In this horror of solitude, this need to lose his ego in exterior flesh, which man calls grandly the need for love..

I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy..

To be away from home and yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the centre of the world, and yet to remain hidden from th….

Eternal superiority of the Dandy. What is the Dandy?.

Drowsing, they take the noble attitude of a great sphinx, who, in a desert land, sleeps always, dreaming dreams that have no end..

Both ardent lovers and austere scholars, when once they come to the years of discretion, love cats, so strong and gentle, the pride of the household,….

Thanks be to God, Who gives us sufferingas sacred remedy for all our sins,that best and purest essence which preparesthe strong in spirit for divine ….

We are all born marked for evil..

Dandyism is the last flicker of heroism in decadent ages.... Dandyism is a setting sun; like the declining star, it is magnificent, without heat and ….

The taste for pleasure attaches us to the present. The concern with our salvation leaves us hanging on the future..

Certes, je sortirai quant a' moi satisfait D'un monde o u' l'action n'est pas la soeur du re" ve. Indeed, for my part, I shall be happy to leave ….

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense..

In literature as in ethics, there is danger, as well as glory, in being subtle. Aristocracy isolates us..