The Mortal Race Is Far Too Weak

I Wait For The Morning Of My Tears

To A Valet No Man Is A Hero.

The Society Of Women Is The Element Of Good Manners.

What Matters In Art Is Not Thinking But Making.

Let No One Be Ashamed To Say Yes Today If Yesterday He Said No. Or To Say No Today If Yesterday He Said Yes. For That Is Life. Never To Have Changed-what A Pitiable Thing Of Which To Boast!