Like Those Great Sphinxes Lounging Through Eternity

There Can Be No Progress-real, Moral Prgress-except In The Individual And By The Individual Himself.

To Handle A Language Skillfully Is To Practice A Kind Of Evocative Sorcery.

I Have More Memories Than If I Were A Thousand Years Old.

I Am The Wound And The Knife! I Am The Slap And The Cheek! I Am The Limbs And The Rack, And The Victim And The Executioner! I Am The Vampire Of My Own Heart.

Il Faut E Pater Le Bourgeois. One Must Astound The Bourgeois.