The Soul Has Illusions As The Bird

I'd Like A Drink. I Desire To Forget Life. Life Is A Hideous Invention By Somebody I Don't Know. It Doesn't Last, And It's Good For Nothing. You Break Your Neck Simply Living.

People Weighed Down With Troubles Do Not Look Back; They Know Only Too Well That Misfortune Stalks Them.

What Love Commences Can Be Finished By God Alone.

To Learn To Read Is To Light A Fire; Every Syllable That Is Spelled Out Is A Spark.

A Breath Of Paris Preserves The Soul.