Talent Is Long Patience.

Writing This Book I Am Like A Man Playing The Piano With Lead Balls Attached To His Knuckles.

The Hearts Of Women Are Like Those Little Pieces Of Furniture With Secret Hiding - Places, Full Of Drawers Fitted Into Each Other; You Go A Lot Of Trouble, Break Your Nails, And In The Bottom Find Some Withered Flower, A Few Grains Of Dust - Or Emptiness!

Women Want You To Deceive Them: They Force You To, And If You Resist, They Blame You.

Everyone Became Brave From Excess Of Terror.

Life Must Be A Constant Education; One Must Learn Everything, From Speaking To Dying.