It Is Not True That The Heart

I Love Life - That’s My Real Weakness. I Love It So Much That I Am Incapable Of Imagining What Is Not Life.

Of Course, True Love Is Exceptional - Two Or Three Times A Century, More Or Less. The Rest Of The Time There Is Vanity Or Boredom.

In Order To Understand The World, One Has To Turn Away From It On Occasion.

Those Who Write Clearly Have Readers.

I'd Have Given Ten Conversations With Einstein For A First Meeting With A Pretty Chorus Girl.