« I met Christian Louis, Creator and Master Perfumer… ”
« There are men who are born for war, others to go to sea or to cross mountains, and others, maybe, for nothing. And then there is a minority, who have asked for nothing and who have the tremendous privilege to be born to fulfill their dreams.
Without them, the world would have no music, no perfumes, no temples, no extravagance, no grandeur, and no mysteries. On their shoulders they carry the immense vaults of the imaginary cathedrals that make the world go round.
They belong to no-one except to the burning heart of that lamp which is unknown and inaccessible to us, and which keeps knowledge, courage, silence, and magic awake and unforgettable in an eternity of scented offerings to the gods… »