Romanticism Is The Abuse Of

Perfection Does Not Exist; To Understand It Is The Triumph Of Human Intelligence; To Expect To Possess It Is The Most Dangerous Kind Of Madness.

The Soft Contralto Notes Of A Woman's Voice Are Born In The Immediate Region Of The Heart.

Partake Of Love As A Temperate Man Partakes Of Wine; Do Not Become Intoxicated.

I Cannot Help It - In Spite Of Myself, Infinity Torments Me.

... But One Loves, And When One Is On The Brink Of Death, One Turns Around To Look Backward, And One Says To Oneself: "i Have Often Suffered, I Have Sometimes Been Wrong, But I Have Loved.