Of the hatred of youth toward those who quote. The quoter is their
enemy.
"I would place spelling itself in the hands of the hangman." (Th.
Gautier.)
Immovable desire of prostitution in the heart of man, whence springs
his horror of solitude.--He wishes to be _two_. The genius wishes to be
_one_, hence alone. Glory is in remaining _one_, and in prostituting
one's self in a particular way.
It is that horror of solitude, the need of forgetting his _ego_ in the
outer flesh, that man nobly calls the _need of love_.
Two fine religions, immortally planted on the mature, eternal
obsessions of the people: the ancient phallus, and "Vive Barbés!" or "A
bas Philippe!" or "Vive la République!"