What we now call 'finance' is, I hold, an intellectual perversion of what began as warm human love.

What we call National-Socialism is the poisonous perversion of ideas which have a long history in German intellectual life.

In love as in sport, the amateur status must be strictly maintained.

Eros aimed one of his arrows at Medea, and drove it into her heart, up to the feathers.

If I were a girl, I'd despair. The supply of good women far exceeds that of the men who deserve them.

Woven through these galleries are some of the most deliriously awful canvases of the 19th century high-finance porn of the ripest sort.