“Be there a picnic for the devil, an orgy for the satyr, and a wedding for the bride.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The moment her hymen was plucked from her body in the wilderness, Her soul was taken from sanity.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Spanish rain, A maiden’s dress, Apothecary pills And ancient thrills; Melancholy kills A girl’s caress.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“A woman must prefer her liberty over a man. To be happy, she must. A man to be happy, however, must yearn… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“[As a very young man, I thought] of Europe as a place that could not exist except in the imagination, in glorious… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“From all that I saw, and everywhere I wandered, I learned that time cannot be spent, It only can be squandered.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Womankind always seems to be able to see a dozen steps into the future, far ahead of what men are able to… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawn like a mantle of… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I was forced to wander, having no one, forced by my nature to keep wandering because wandering was the only thing that… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know then that young girls were a sort of poison, infectious to the man of age; and that men of… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“If a writer writes something that he or she has never experienced, I think the reader can sense right away that it… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She was so delicate that, while we sat beneath the linden branches, a leaf would fall and drift down and touch her… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Somewhere I’d heard, or invented perhaps, that the only pleasures found during a waning moon are misfortunes in disguise. Superstition aside, I… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“In general I strive for greatness and rational achievement, but I admit to you I’ve a terrible fondness for women, a tendency… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“In my errant life I roamed To learn the secrets of women and men, Of gods and dreams. I've known all the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“In Sanskrit, there exists no word for ‘The Individual’ (L’Individu). En Grèce antique, il n’y avait aucun mot pour dire ‘Devoir’ (Duty).… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Fueled by my inspiration, I ran across the room to steal the cup of coffee the bookshelf had taken prisoner. Lapping the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent, more perfect than all that a man can invent. When she came… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I’d loved women who were old and who were young; those extra kilos and large rumps, and others so thin there was… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Champagne arrived in flûtes on trays, and we emptied them with gladness in our hearts... for when feasts are laid and classical… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I thought of the fifteen years I lived 'sans papiers' in France and how Paris had belonged to me. I was like… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Spanish rain, A maiden’s dress, Apothecary pills And ancient thrills; Melancholy kills A girl’s caress. (—Roman Payne; Valencia, Spain, November 2nd 2012)” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Although I love elegant parties, dancing and dining and spending the night with a sweet woman in my arms, my life belongs… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Even the memory of cradling her in my arms is pure euphoria. And all that I ask out of life is that… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I was glad to be made aware that “Veimke” (jeune fille au pair), is subject to natural law, and can be made… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Who is better off? The one who writes to revel in the voluptuousness of the life that surrounds them? Or the one… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I’ve only been to jail a few times, but in several different countries, at that. No, I've only been to jail a… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawn like a mantle of… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Everything was brighter and more colorful in those years, as if my childhood was ending in an explosion of unreal passion that… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
All forms of madness, bizarre habits, awkwardness in society, general clumsiness, are justified in the person who creates good art. — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Wanderess, Wanderess, weave us a story of seduction and ruse. Heroic be the Wanderess, the world be her muse.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture,… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What is a Wanderess? Bound by no boundaries, contained by no countries, tamed by no time, she is the force of nature’s… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image