“My turn came next. Marie threw me a kiss. I looked back as I walked away. She hadn’t moved; her face was still pressed to the rails, her lips still parted in that tense, twisted smile.” Stranger
Let woman be a plaything, pure and fine, like a precious stone, illumined with the virtues of a world not yet come. Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Art has to reveal to us ideas, formless spiritual essences. The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. The painting of Gustave Moreau is the painting of ideas. The deepest poetry of Shelley, the words of Hamlet bring our mind into contact with the eternal wisdom, Plato's world of ideas. All the rest is the speculation of schoolboys for schoolboys. Ulysses
Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. The Alchemist
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