In the world we live in everything militates in favor of things that h >>
Perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am e >>
It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existen >>
Avarice is the sphincter of the heart. >>
Wars and revolutions and battles are due simply and solely to the body >>
So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avaric >>
Nothing retains less of desire in art, in science, than this will to industry, booty, possession.