Nations, Like Families, Have Great Men Only

To The Solemn Graves, Near A Lonely Cemetery, My Heart Like A Muffled Drum Is Beating Funeral Marches.

Music Fathoms The Sky.

Immediate Work, Even Poor, Is Worth More Than Dreams.

To Be Just, That Is To Say, To Justify Its Existence, Criticism Should Be Partial, Passionate And Political, That Is To Say, Written From An Exclusive Point Of View, But A Point Of View That Opens Up The Widest Horizons.

Eternal Superiority Of The Dandy. What Is The Dandy?