Come, Let’s Be Calm: No One Incapable

Pleasure Is Found First In Anticipation, Later In Memory.

Let Us Not Kid Ourselves; Let Us Remember That Literature Is Of No Use Whatever, Except In The Very Special Case Of Somebody's Wishing To Become, Of All Things, A Professor Of Literature.

Isn’t ‘not To Be Bored’ One Of The Principal Goals Of Life?

She Wanted To Die, But She Also Wanted To Live In Paris.

Doesn't It Seem To You," Asked Madame Bovary, "that The Mind Moves More Freely In The Presence Of That Boundless Expanse, That The Sight Of It Elevates The Soul And Gives Rise To Thoughts Of The Infinite And The Ideal?