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"When poverty creeps in the door, love flies in through the window. Or proverbs want rewriting. They were made in winter, and it is summer now; springtime for me, I think, a dance of blossoms in blue skies."

"People are very fond of giving away what they need most themselves. It is what I call the depth of generosity."

There was something fascinating in this son of Love and Death.

Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.

"Sin is the only real colour element left in modern life."

"But we never get back our youth. The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty, become sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to. Youth! Youth! There is absolutely nothing in the world but youth!"

"Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul."

Was there anything so real as words?

Every impulse that we strive to strangle broods in the mind, poisons us.