“...freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul.”
“Hunger is the best sauce.”
“Hunger is the best sauce in the world.”
“They feared her [the dream beloved], knowing that, being impossible, she was irresistable, and that was why the king loved her best.”
“A crude meal, no doubt, but the best of all sauces is hunger.”
“Societies never know it, but the war of an artist with his society is a lover's war, and he does, at his best, what lovers do, which is to reveal the beloved to himself and, with that revelation, to make freedom real.”