Poetry Must Be Made By All And

Real Sorrow Is Incompatible With Hope. No Matter How Great That Sorrow May Be, Hope Raises It One Hundred Cubits Higher.

I Will Leave No Memoirs.

Naturally I Drew Register A Little Exaggerated, In Order To Create Something New In The Sense Of A Sublime Literature That Sings Of Despair Only In Order To Oppress The Reader, And Make Him Desire The Good As The Remedy.

Farewell Until Eternity, Where You And I Shall Not Find Ourselves Together.

Although According To Certain Philosophers It Is Quite Difficult To Distinguish The Jester From The Melancholic, Life Itself Being A Comic Drama Or A Dramatic Comedy.