I Have Dreamed Much And Have Done

The Hearts Of Women Are Like Those Little Pieces Of Furniture With Secret Hiding - Places, Full Of Drawers Fitted Into Each Other; You Go A Lot Of Trouble, Break Your Nails, And In The Bottom Find Some Withered Flower, A Few Grains Of Dust - Or Emptiness!

One Mustn't Ask Apple Trees For Oranges, France For Sun, Women For Love, Life For Happiness.

The Principal Thing In This World Is To Keep One's Soul Aloft.

There Are Neither Good Nor Bad Subjects. From The Point Of View Of Pure Art, You Could Almost Establish It As An Axiom That The Subject Is Irrelevant, Style Itself Being An Absolute Manner Of Seeing Things.

To See One's Name In Print! Some People Commit A Crime For No Other Reason.