On Ne Sait Jamais! One

The Notion Of Looking On At Life Has Always Been Hateful To Me. What Am I If I Am Not A Participant? In Order To Be, I Must Participate.

How Desperately Difficult It Is To Be Honest With Oneself. It Is Much Easier To Be Honest With Other People.what Is True Is Invisible To The Eye. It Is Only With The Heart That One Can See Clearly.

And That Heart Which Was A Wild Garden Was Given To Him Who Only Loved Trim Lawns. And The Imbecile Carried The Princess Into Slavery.

I Ought Not To Have Listened To Her,' He Confided To Me One Day. 'one Never Ought To Listen To The Flowers. One Should Simply Look At Them And Breathe Their Fragrance. Mine Perfumed All My Planet. But I Did Not Know How To Take Pleasure In All Her Grace.

I Still Fall For Your Everyday.