I Live Absolutely Like An

Maybe Happiness Too Is A Metaphor Invented On A Day Of Boredom

I Am Irritated By My Own Writing. I Am Like A Violinist Whose Ear Is True, But Whose Fingers Refuse To Reproduce Precisely The Sound He Hears Within.

Noble Characters And Pure Affections And Happy Scenes Are Very Comforting Things. They're A Refuge From Life's Disillusionments.

Art Is Nothing Without Form.

The Most Important Thing In The World Is To Hold Your Soul Aloft.