For he was in one of those crises in which the whole soul shows indistinctly what it contains, like the ocean, which, in the storm, opens itself from the seaweeds on its shores down to the sands of its abysses.
He had that incongruity of common and elegant in which the habitually vulgar think they see the revelation of an eccentric existence, of the perturbations of sentiment, the tyrannies of art, and always a certain contempt for social conventions, that seduces or exasperates them.
I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love, as an ascetic loves the hair shirt which scratches his belly.
Love, she believed, must come suddenly, with great thunderclaps and bolts of lightening - a hurricane from heaven that drops down on your life, overturns it, tears away your will like a leaf, and carries your whole heart with it off into the abyss.
Anything becomes interesting if you look at it long enough.
The heart, like the stomach, wants a varied diet.
She put him near the front door and a number of visitors were surprised that he would not answer to the name 'Polly', which is what all parrots were supposed to be called.
The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.
A good sentence in prose should be like a good line in poetry, unchangeable, as rhythmic, as sonorous.
One mustn't look at the abyss, because there is at the bottom an inexpressible charm which attracts us.
It's no easy business to be simple.
I have patience in all things – as far as the antechamber.