It is the hour to be drunken! to escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.
Inspiration comes of working every day.
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.
Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.
Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.
