Symmetry Is Ennui, And Ennui Is The

To Breathe Paris Is To Preserve One's Soul.

There Is No Distress So Complete But That Even In The Most Critical Moments The Inexplicable Sunrise Of Hope Is Seen In Its Depths.

A One-eyed Man Is Much More Incomplete Than A Blind Man, For He Knows What It Is That's Lacking.

Since We Shall Love Each Other, I Shall Be Great And You Shall Be Rich.

In Joined Hands There Is Still Some Token Of Hope, In The Clenched Fist None.