It Is Always During A Passing State

Death Is In Truth An Illness From Which We Recover

Le Style, Pour L'e Crivain Aussi Bien Que Pour Le Peintre, Est Une Question Non De Technique Mais De Vision. For The Writer As Well As For The Painter, Style Is Not A Question Of Technique, But Of Vision.

So Long As I Know What's Boiling In My Pot I Don't Bother My Head About What's In Other People's.

Love Is An Incurable Malady Like Those Pathetic States In Which Rheumatism Affords The Sufferer A Brief Respite Only To Be Replaced By Epileptiform Headaches.

How Paradoxical It Is To Search Reality For The Pictures That Are Stored In One's Memory.