Hypocrite reader -- my fellow -- my brother!

Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable.

As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.

Music fathoms the sky.

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.

It is time to get drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk; get drunk without stopping! On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.