Men Create Real Miracles When They Use

Love Is, Above All, The Gift Of Oneself.

In Your Efforts To Dazzle Us Your Reasoning Has Gone Awry. You Know Very Well That Love Is, Above All, The Gift Of Oneself.

It Is Restful, Tragedy, Because One Knows That There Is No More Lousy Hope Left. You Know You're Caught, Caught At Last Like A Rat With All The World On Its Back. And The Only Thing Left To Do Is Shout - Not Moan, Or Complain, But Yell Out At The Top Of Your Voice Whatever It Was You Had To Say. What You've Never Said Before. What Perhaps You Don't Even Know Till Now.

Talent Is Like A Faucet, While It Is Open, One Must Write.

Each Of Us Has A Day .. When He Has To Accept, Finally, The Fact That He Is A Man.