This Homage Has Been Rendered Not To

My Position Is Such That There Is No Necessity For Me To Enter Into Competition With Struggling Humanity. As To Expensive And Ruinous Pleasures, I Am A Sceptic Who Knows How Much They Are Worth, Or Rather, Knows That They Are Not Worth Anything.

This Homage Has Been Rendered Not To Me - For The Polish Soil Is Fertile And Does Not Lack Better Writers Than Me - But To The Polish Achievement, The Polish Genius.

But The French Writers Always Had More Originality And Independence Than Others, And That Regulator, Which Elsewhere Was Religion, Long Since Ceased To Exist For Them.

The Sky Is One Whole, The Water Another; And Between Those Two Infinities The Soul Of Man Is In Loneliness.

Day Is Like Day As Two Beads In A Rosary, Unless Changes Of Weather Form The Only Variety.