Eternity, you know, is a room as small as a bathhouse… and rather stuffy.

Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.

Yes… you have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don’t even stir my curiosity… I loved you because you were marvellous… You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid… You are nothing to me now… Without your art, you are nothing.

She is tolerable; but not handsome enough to tempt me.