Champagne... The Wine Of Kings, The King

A Man Forced To Spend His Life Without Ever Having The Right, Without Ever Finding The Time, To Shut Himself Up All Alone, No Matter Where, To Think, To Reflect, To Work, To Dream? Ah! My Dear Boy, A Key, The Key Of A Door Which One Can Lock This Is Happiness, Mark You, The Only Happiness!

History, That Excitable And Unreliable Old Lady.

Anguish Of Suspense Made Men Even Desire The Arrival Of Enemies.

Military Men Are The Scourges Of The World.

In Fact Living Is Dying.