“To be kissed on the lips by your husband is the most decadent thing.” — Gillian Flynn Copy Share Image
I don't see decadence really as what you do, because I don't do much at all that is decadent in my life.… — Marianne Faithfull Copy Share Image
I think much of the media is decadent in the sense that the people who are producing the coverage, they themselves live… — Steve Hilton Copy Share Image
I haven't got purity, and I don't think I ever did. I have always been, even as a child, a very decadent… — Marianne Faithfull Copy Share Image
I grew up in an apartment that would have made a trailer look really decadent and nice. Pretty much the only dependable… — Seanan McGuire Copy Share Image
“By living a life “against nature,” the deviant or pervert becomes a hero or heroine in decadent fiction.” — Asti Hustvedt Copy Share Image
To me, the word 'decadent' is so difficult to use; it's a very sensitive word, in a way. — Christian Louboutin Copy Share Image
“For – as everyone knows – in libertinism bad taste is a potent force. ("A Woman's Vengeance")” — Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly Copy Share Image
There's no such thing, of course, as an old-fashioned gay guy. They're the most decadent people. — Norm MacDonald Copy Share Image
“At issue for Peladan is the potency of the visual image: art's ability to construct images for viewing that can mobilize, concentrate… — Jennifer Birkett Copy Share Image
“Let the beggar speak for himself. He's in earnest. Haven't we been bred on the principle of self-sacrifice, till we've come to… — Bernard Capes Copy Share Image
“The beauty of the twentieth century is the charm of the hospital, the grace of the cemetery, of consumption and emaciation. I… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“Decadent cooks go one step further and make sculptures of the food itself. If life is to be spent in pursuit of… — Medlar Lucan Copy Share Image
“The neurotic youth of to-day renews no ante-existent type. You will look in vain for a face like Amos's amongst the busts… — Bernard Capes Copy Share Image
“(Decadent style) is ingenious, complicated, learned, full of shades of meaning and research, always pushing further the limits of language... forcing itself… — Theophile Gautier Copy Share Image
“I have never fully unbosomed myself to any human being; I have never been encouraged to trust much in the sympathy of… — Mary Ann Evans Copy Share Image
“I fancy my father thought me an odd child, and had little fondness for me; though he was very careful in fulfilling… — Mary Ann Evans Copy Share Image
“The other evening, in that cafe-cabaret in the Rue de la Fontaine, where I had run aground with Tramsel and Jocard, who… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“Freneuse is an oddball, an idler, without any aim in life! If you ask me, he has smoked too much opium in… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“Then Chameroy spoke. 'You always put the blame on opium, but as I see it the case of Freneuse is much more… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“He saw a chamber, broad and low, designed, in its every rich stain of picture and slumberous hanging, to appeal to the… — Bernard Capes Copy Share Image
“Masks! I see them everywhere. That dreadful vision of the other night - the deserted town with its masked corpses in every… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
There's something fabulously decadent about staying in a hotel across the street from where you live. — Marley Shelton Copy Share Image
“Although he had always been a gentleman till then, he had 'caught his century', a disease impossible to analyze but by this… — Rachilde Copy Share Image
“Superficially, the figure in the smoking-room was that of a long, weedy young man - hairless as to his face; scalped with… — Bernard Capes Copy Share Image
“There were charming ones as well as terrible ones, that I must admit. The painter was particularly entranced by Japanese masks: warriors',… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“Look, de Mazel, you've known him for years - hasn't he been known to sleep for forty hours in two days?' 'Forty… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“8 April 1891 The obscenity of nostrils and mouths; the ignominious cupidity of smiles and women encountered in the street; the shifty… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
