It's No Use Crying Over Spilt Milk,

Most People Are Such Fools That It Is Really No Great Compliment To Say That Someone Is Above The Average.

It Has Amazed Me That The Most Incongruous Traits Should Exist In The Same Person And, For All That, Yield A Plausible Harmony.

The Riviera Isn't Only A Sunny Place For Shady People.

Each One Of Us Is Alone In The World. He Is Shut In A Tower Of Brass, And Can Communicate With His Fellows Only By Signs, And The Signs Have No Common Value, So That Their Sense Is Vague And Uncertain. We Seek Pitifully To Convey To Others The Treasures Of Our Heart, But They Have Not The Power To Accept Them, And So We Go Lonely, Side By Side But Not Together, Unable To Know Our Fellows And Unknown By Them.

Every Production Of An Artist Should Be The Expression Of An Adventure Of His Soul.