You Walk On Corpses, Beauty, Undismayed.

If Photography Is Allowed To Supplement Art In Some Of Its Functions, It Will Soon Have Supplanted Or Corrupted It Altogether, Thanks To The Stupidity Of The Multitude Which Is Its Natural Ally.

Woman Is Natural, That Is To Say, Abominable.

The Priest Is An Immense Being Because He Makes The Crowd Believe Astonishing Things.

The World Only Goes Round By Misunderstanding.

France At The Dinner Table In Faraway Places; But Here, Among Ourselves, In The Family, Let Us Face The Facts: France Is Not Poetic; To Tell The Truth, She Even Feels A Congenital Horror Of Poetry. Among The Writers Who Use Verse, Those Whom She Will Always Prefer Are The Most Prosaic.