What Is Art? Nature Concentrated.

When There Is An Old Maid In The House, A Watchdog Is Unnecessary.

Today Nobility Is Gone: There Is Only A Peerage.

To Stroll Is A Science, It Is The Gastronomy Of The Eye. To Walk Is To Vegetate, To Stroll Is To Live.... To Stroll Is To Enjoy, It Is To Assume A Mind-set, It Is To Admire The Sublime Pictures Of Unhappiness, Of Love, Of Joy, Of Graceful Or Grotesque Portraits; It Is To Plunge One's Vision To The Depths Of A Thousand Existences: Young, It Is To Desire Everything; Old, It Is To Live The Life Of The Young, To Marry Their Passions.

Economized Love Is Never Real Love.

A Beautiful Book Is A Victory Won In All The Battlefields Of Human Thought.