"Discontent with everything, discontent with myself, I would really like to redeem myself, to feel a bit of pride in the silence and solitude of the night." "At One in the Morning", page 18-19

"These shady retreats are the gathering places of those crippled by life." "The Widows", p. 23

"Every man carries within himself his dose of natural opium, endlessly hidden away and endlessly renewed..." "Invitation to the Voyage", p. 34

"Oh Madame, you are forgetting us. There is still my child." "The Fairies' Gifts", p. 39

"What do you think of this conceited little Frenchman, who wants to understand everything, and who, upon having obtained for his son the very best of fates, still dares to question what can't be questioned, and debate what can't be debated?" "The Fairies' Gifts", p. 40

"Drink, this is my blood, the perfect cordial." "The Temptations: Or, Eros, Plutus, and Fame", p. 41

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