Butterflies Are But Flowers That Blew Away

Talent, Will And Genius Are Natural Phenomena Like The Lake, The Volcano, The Mountain, The Wind, The Star, The Cloud.

And I Refused To Make Any Sacrifices; For Nothing On Earth Seemed More Valuable Than My Peace Of Mind, My Pleasure And My Acclaim.

I Regard As A Mortal Sin Not Only The Lying Of The Senses In Matters Of Love, But Also The Illusion Which The Senses Seek To Create Where Love Is Only Partial. I Say, I Believe, That One Must Love With All Of One's Being, Or Else Live, Come What May, A Life Of Complete Chastity.

It Is Extraordinary How Music Sends One Back Into Memories Of The Past.

I Have No Enthusiasm For Nature Which The Slightest Chill Will Not Instantly Destroy.