Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.
Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally goodness is always the product of some art.
What is art? Prostitution.
This life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed with a desire to change his bed.
A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.
Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate good is always the product of an art.
Music fathoms the sky.
There are as many kinds of beauty as there are habitual ways of seeking happiness.
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create.
For the merchant, even honesty is a financial speculation.
Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.
Whether you come from heaven or hell, what does it matter, O Beauty!
Nature... is nothing but the inner voice of self-interest.
I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.
It would be difficult for me not to conclude that the most perfect type of masculine beauty is Satan, as portrayed by Milton.
The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries with terror before being defeated.
Always be a poet, even in prose.
Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste.
Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and Divine.
Modernity is the transient, the fleeting, the contingent it is one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immovable.
Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable.