One Knows Less About One's

Ideas Often Last But A Day; Feelings, Dreams Almost Forever.

Every Life Is A Tragedy, But Far More The Writer's Life, Because The More He Has To See, The More Deeply He Understands And Feels About Life, The Less Time He Has To Put It Down.

Of All Things That Can Happen To Us, Triumph Is The Most Difficult To Endure When We Are Alone. Deprived Of Witnesses, It Shrinks At Once.

One Knows Less About One's Own Destiny Than About Anything Else On Earth.

Curiosity Ran Unchecked Through Him, Like The Wind Outside Through The Deserted Streets, Along The Canal, Around The Little Wooden Houses, Everywhere, As Far As The Mountain.