It Is By Believing In Roses That

All The Good Writers Of Confessions, From Augustine Onwards, Are Men Who Are Still A Little In Love With Their Sins.

If It Were Absolutely Necessary To Choose, I Would Rather Be Guilty Of An Immoral Act Than Of A Cruel One.

It Is In The Ability To Deceive Oneself That The Greatest Talent Is Shown.

When A Thing Has Been Said And Well, Have No Scruple. Take It And Copy It.

That Child Whose Mother Has Never Smiled Upon Him Is Worthy Neither Of The Table Of The Gods Nor The Couch Of The Goddesses.