I Am A Cemetery By

Life Swarms With Innocent Monsters.

Nothing Can Be Done Except Little By Little.

Multitude, Solitude: Equal And Interchangeable Terms For The Active And Prolific Poet.

Art Is An Infinitely Precious Good, A Draught Both Refreshing And Cheering Which Restores The Stomach And The Mind To The Natural Equilibrium Of The Ideal.

The More One Works, The Better One Works, And The More One Wants To Work. The More One Produces, The More Fertile One Grows.