If Only We Could Lean Over The

To Love The Truth Is To Refuse To Let Oneself Be Saddened By It.

The Important Thing Is Being Capable Of Emotions, But To Experience Only One's Own Would Be A Sorry Limitation.

When Everything Belongs To Everyone, Nobody Will Take Care Of Anything.

Often With Good Sentiments We Produce Bad Literature.

I Am Lost If I Attempt To Take Count Of Chronology. When I Think Over The Past, I Am Like A Person Whose Eyes Cannot Properly Measure Distances And Is Liable To Think Things Extremely Remote Which On Examination Prove To Be Quite Near.