A caprice is handled like a stew, and the pepper is added at the last minute..

All monsters have their fits of depression..

A very special case. A few years more, and that pretty creature who you love too much, I think, will, without ever loving them, have known as many me….

No, no, don't let my vulnerable heart share in this sacrifice to lust! Let him disgust me before pleasing me! Let him be what others have been, an in….

I want a dress the color of suffering.

It is true, Monsieur," Raoule went on, shrugging her shoulders, "that I have had lovers in my life as I have books in my library, to know, to study. ….

I have never been loved enough to gain the desire of reproducing a being in the image of my lover and I have never been given enough pleasure so that….

If I created a new depravity I would be a priestess, while my imitators would founder, after my reign, in abominable filth...Don't you think that pro….

The terrible poetry of human nudity, I understand it at last, I who tremble for the first time in trying to read it with blasé eyes..