For A Long Time I Would Go

Let Us Leave Pretty Women To Men Devoid Of Imagination.

The Memory Of A Particular Image Is But Regret For A Particular Moment.

We See Things But We Don't See Them, Like Things That Slid Through The Mind, One Flowing Into Another.

...the Nose Is Generally The Organ In Which Stupidity Is Most Readily Displayed.

... In Love, Barriers Cannot Be Destroyed From The Outside By The One To Whom The Cause Despair, No Matter What He Does; And It Isonly When He Is No Longer Concerned With Them That, Suddenly, As A Result Of Work Coming From Elsewhere, Accomplished Within The One Who Did Not Love Him, These Barriers, Formerly Attacked Without Success, Fall Futilely.