To Study In Paris Is

Scepticism, That Dry Caries Of The Intelligence.

The Transept Belfry And The Two Towers Were To Him Three Great Cages, The Birds In Which, Taught By Him, Would Sing For Him Alone. Yet It Was These Same Bells Which Had Made Him Deaf; But Mothers Are Often Fondest Of The Child Who Has Made Them Suffer Most.

Symmetry Is Ennui, And Ennui Is The Very Essence Of Grief And Melancholy. Despair Yawns.

When Dictatorship Is A Fact, Revolution Becomes A Right.

What Makes Night Within Us May Leave Stars.