“I drink to separate my body from my soul.”

“The harmony of soul and body - how much that is! We in our madness have separated the two, and have invented a realism that is vulgar, and ideality that is void.”

“My sweet rose, my delicate flower, my lily of lilies, it is perhaps in prison that I am going to test the power of love. I am going to see if I cannot make the bitter warders sweet by the intensity of the love I bear you. I have had moments when I thought it would be wise to separate. Ah! Moments of weakness and madness! Now I see that would have mutilated my life, ruined my art, broken the musical chords which make a perfect soul. Even covered with mud I shall praise you, from the deepest abysses I shall cry to you. In my solitude you will be with me.”

“I would give my soul for that!”

“I will not bare my soul to their shallow prying eyes. My heart shall never be put under their microscope.”

“What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.”

“I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.”