Talent Is A Long Patience.

Cold. Healthier Than Heat.

I Had, As I Told You, A Great Passion While Still Almost A Child. When It Was Over, I Divided Myself In Two, Placing On One Side The Soul I Kept For Art, And On The Other, My Body, Which Would Have To Fend For Itself.

Emma Was No Asleep, She Was Pretending To Be Asleep; And, While He Was Dozing Off At Her Side, She Lay Awake, Dreaming Other Dreams.

Come, Let’s Be Calm: No One Incapable Of Restraint Was Ever A Writer.

Happiness Is A Monstrosity! Punished Are Those Who Seek It.