Until One Has Loved An

Existence Would Be Intolerable If We Were Never To Dream.

Men Are Not Created To Know, Men Are Not Created To Understand ... And Our Illusions Increase With Our Knowledge.

The Power Of Love Itself Weakens And Gradually Becomes Lost With Age, Like All The Other Energies Of Man.

To Die For An Idea Is To Set A Rather High Price Upon Conjecture.

Play Is Hand-to-hand Encounter With Fate.