In An Age That Is Utterly Corrupt,

Happiness Is Ideal, It Is The Work Of The Imagination.

Do Not Breed. Nothing Gives Less Pleasure Than Childbearing. Pregnancies Are Damaging To Health, Spoil The Figure, Wither The Charms, And It's The Cloud Of Uncertainty Forever Hanging Over These Events That Darkens A Husband's Mood.

Happiness Lies Only In That Which Excites, And The Only Thing That Excites Is Crime.

It Has, Moreover, Been Proven That Horror, Nastiness, And The Frightful Are What Give Pleasure When One Fornicates. Beauty Is A Simple Thing; Ugliness Is The Exceptional Thing. And Fiery Imaginations, No Doubt, Always Prefer The Extraordinary Thing To The Simple Thing.

I Don't Know What The Heart Is, Not I: I Only Use The Word To Denote The Mind's Frailties.