I Wish I Could Throw Off The

I Am Gay On The Outside, Especially Among My Own Folk (i Count Poles My Own); But Inside Something Gnaws At Me; Some Presentiment, Anxiety, Dreams - Or Sleeplessness - Melancholy, Indifference - Desire For Life, And The Next Instant, Desire For Death; Some Kind Of Sweet Peace, Some Kind Of Numbness, Absent-mindedness.

I Tell My Piano The Things I Used To Tell You

Man Is Never Always Happy, And Very Often Only A Brief Period Of Happiness Is Granted Him In This World; So Why Escape From This Dream Which Cannot Last Long?

Time Is The Best Of Critics; And Patience The Best Of Teachers.

I Have Met A Great Celebrity, Madame Dudevant, Known As George Sand... Her Appearance Is Not To My Liking. Indeed There Is Something About Her Which Positively Repels Me... What An Unattractive Person La Sand Is... Is She Really A Woman? I'm Inclined To Doubt It.