By Trying To Understand Everything, Everything Makes

And So I Will Take Back Up My Poor Life, So Plain And So Tranquil, Where Phrases Are Adventures And The Only Flowers I Gather Aremetaphors.

Writing Is A Dog's Life, But The Only Life Worth Living.

I Love My Work With A Frenetic And Perverse Love, As An Ascetic Loves The Hair Shirt Which Scratches His Belly.

Of All Possible Debauches, Traveling Is The Greatest That I Know; That's The One They Invented When They Got Tired Of All The Others.

Come, Let’s Be Calm: No One Incapable Of Restraint Was Ever A Writer.