Satire Is The Disease Of Art.

We Take Our Colors, Chameleon-like, From Each Other.

Obscurity And Innocence, Twin Sisters, Escape Temptations Which Would Pierce Their Gossamer Armor, In Contact With The World.

It Is Commonly Supposed That The Art Of Pleasing Is A Wonderful Aid In The Pursuit Of Fortune; But The Art Of Being Bored Is Infinitely More Successful.

Preoccupation With Money Is The Great Test Of Small Natures, But Only A Small Test Of Great Ones.

In Love, Everything Is True, Everything Is False; It Is The One Subject On Which One Cannot Express An Absurdity.