If Only Art Were As Rare As

What Makes Bad Writers So Annoying Is Their Good Passages.

The Finest Life Is Spent Creating Oneself, Not Procreating.

When You're In Love You Never Really Know Whether Your Elation Comes From The Qualities Of The One You Love, Or If It Attributes Them To Her; Whether The Light Which Surrounds Her Like A Halo Comes From You, From Her, Or From The Meeting Of Your Sparks.

Novels Are Longer Than Life.

It's Necessary To Use Suffering. Otherwise, One Is Used By It.