The Completest Submissiveness Is Your Lot, And

One Weeps Not Save When One Is Afraid, And That Is Why Kings Are Tyrants.

Sensual Excess Drives Out Pity In Man.

Either Kill Me Or Take Me As I Am, Because I'll Be Damned If I Ever Change.

If The Objects Who Serve Us Feel Ecstacy, They Are Much More Often Concerned With Themselves Than With Us, And Our Own Enjoyment Is Consequently Impaired. The Idea Of Seeing Another Person Experience The Same Pleasure Reduces One To A Kind Of Equality Which Spoils The Unutterable Charms That Come From Despotism.

Your Body Is The Church Where Nature Asks To Be Reverenced.