In My Flowery Dreams There's Always You.

A Happy Memory Is Perhaps On This Earth Truer Than Happiness Itself.

With A Kiss Let Us Set Out For An Unknown World.

I Could Not Clearly Distinguish What Was Passing In My Head; It Seemed To Me That I Was Under The Influence Of A Horrible Dream And That I Had But To Awake To Find Myself Cured; At Times It Seemed That My Entire Life Had Been A Dream, Ridiculous And Childish, The Falseness Of Which Had Just Been Disclosed.

Romanticism Is The Abuse Of Adjectives

There Are Temptations More Attractive Than Angels. Liberty, Patriotism, The Good Of Humanity – Words Like That Are The Silver Scales Of The Tempter’s Flaming Wings