It Is Not Your Paintings I Like,

The Four Conditions Of Happiness: Life In The Open Air, Love For Another Being,freedom From Ambition,creation

I Was Always Able To Understand My Friend Who Decided To Quit Smoking And Who, Through An Effort Of Will, Succeeded In Doing So. One Morning, He Opened The Newspaper, Read That The First H- Bomb Had Exploded, Found Out About The Bomb's Admirable Effects And Went Straight To The Tobacconist's.

Real Generosity Toward The Future Lies In Giving All To The Present.

Have Pity, Lord, On Those Who Love And Are Separated.

The French Revolution Gave Birth To No Artists But Only To A Great Journalist, Desmoulins, And To An Under-the-counter Writer, Sade. The Only Poet Of The Times Was The Guillotine.