I Knew I Would Always Want To

Death Is The Room That Is Always Empty.

Each Age, Each Guilty Age, Builds High Walls Around Its Versailles; And Personally I Hate Those Walls Most When They Are Made By Literature And Art.

It Is Only When Our Characters And Events Begin To Disobey Us That They Begin To Live.

The Supposed Great Misery Of Our Century Is The Lack Of Time.

Duty Largely Consists Of Pretending That The Trivial Is Critical.