It Is Always The Best Friends Who

When I Tried To Draw Near, You Dissolved Into Air Before My Lips Could Touch You...

I Needn't Tell You That Success And Failure Prove Nothing - The Whole Thing Is A Lottery. It's Pleasant To Succeed; But For A Philosophic Mind It Oughtn't To Be Very Upsetting To Fail.

We Must Love Stupid People Better Than Ourselves; Are They Not The Really Unfortunate Ones Of This World? Do Not People Without Taste And Without Ideal Grow Constantly Weary, Rejoicing In Nothing, And Being Quite Useless Here Below?

Gossiping Is The Plague Of Little Towns.

Masterpieces Are Only Lucky Attempts.