It’s a fiction, not a moral treatise. But isn’t the duty of art to elevate us above the beasts? I’d have thought that was your duty, Abbe, not mine.
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It’s a fiction, not a moral treatise. But isn’t the duty of art to elevate us above the beasts? I’d have thought that was your duty, Abbe, not mine.
Quills (2000)

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The Picture of Dorian Gray, Preface
If you're looking for something and you're here, it means you're in the right place. Take a seat, let's see how I can help you. When you leave, your senses will not be the same as you remembered them. I feel you. And you, look at me dance, under the yearning of the moon.
- The Prince
Il dubbio non è piacevole, ma la certezza è ridicola. Soltanto gli imbecilli sono sicuri di ciò che dicono. La religione esiste da quando il primo ipocrita ha incontrato il primo imbecille.
- Voltaire

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Johann Strauss - Valzer
Scricchiolano, i gemiti del fuoco. Immobile; osservo il passato infrangersi ed il fumo penetrar le narici. Ingoio, incorporo e mi perdo. Risalgo, lascio risucchiarmi dalle lingue infrante, proprio come quei ricordi. Che seppur rarefatti restan miei.