Sadness Is Almost Never Anything But A

If Only We Could Lean Over The Soul We Love And See As In A Mirror The Image We Cast!

Most Often It Happens That One Attributes To Others Only The Feelings Of Which One Is Capable Oneself.

We Live Counterfeit Lives In Order To Resemble The Idea We First Had Of Ourselves.

If Life Were Organized, There Would Be No Need For Art.

To Know How To Free Oneself Is Nothing; The Arduous Thing Is To Know What To Do With One's Freedom.