A Multitude Of Small Delights Constitute Happiness

Strangeness Is An Ingredient Necessary In Beauty.

What Could Be More Simple And More Complex, More Obvious And More Profound Than A Portrait.

Life Is A Hospital In Which Every Patient Is Possessed By A Desire To Change His Bed.

Here Comes The Time When, Vibrating On Its Stem, Every Flower Fumes Like A Censer; Noises And Perfumes Circle In The Evening Air.

It's The Devil Who Pulls The Strings That Make Us Dance