Success As I See It Is A

If You Knew All The Dreams I've Dreamed!

For Every Bourgeois, In The Heat Of Youth, If Only For A Day, For A Minute, Has Believed Himself Capable Of Immense Passions, Of Heroic Enterprises. The Most Mediocre Libertine Has Dreamed Of Oriental Princesses; Every Rotary Carries About Inside Him The Debris Of A Poet.

Reality Does Not Conform To The Ideal, But Confirms It.

He Dreamed Of Funeral Love, But Dreams Crumble And The Tomb Abides

There Comes A Point At Which You Stop Writing And Think All The More