Quotes from Jean Lorrain

Polaire! The agitating and agitated Polaire! The tiny slip of a woman that you know, with the waist slender to the point of pain, of screaming out loud, of breaking in two, in a spasmically tight bodice, the prettiest slimness ...

Ingratitude' is the name which avatars of Narcissus give to the success of others.

It is the sheer ugliness and banality of everyday life which turns my blood to ice and makes me cringe in terror.

You see, the strangeness of my case is that now I no longer fear the invisible, I'm terrified by reality.