Romantic Poses Aside, Let Us Recognize That

In Order To Master The Unruly Torrent Of Life The Learned Man Meditates, The Poet Quivers, And The Political Hero Erects The Fortress Of His Will.

With Morality We Correct The Mistakes Of Our Instincts, And With Love We Correct The Mistakes Of Our Morals.

By Speaking, By Thinking, We Undertake To Clarify Things, And That Forces Us To Exacerbate Them, Dislocate Them, Schematize Them. Every Concept Is In Itself An Exaggeration.

We Distinguish The Excellent Man From The Common Man By Saying That The Former Is The One Who Makes Great Demands On Himself, And The Latter Who Makes No Demands On Himself.

We Fall In Love When Our Imagination Projects Nonexistent Perfection Upon Another Person. One Day, The Fantasy Evaporates And With It, Love Dies.