With An Apple I Will Astonish Paris.

I Am Not Altogether Displeased With The Shirt-front.

Everything Is About To Disappear. You've Got To Hurry Up If You Still Want To See Things.

A Puny Body Weakens The Soul.

I Have To Keep Working, Not To Arrive At Finish, Which Arouses The Admiration Of Fools... I Must Seek Completion Only For The Pleasure Of Being Truer And More Knowing.

What I Am Trying To Translate To You Is More Mysterious, It Is Entwined In The Very Roots Of Being, In The Implacable Source Of Sensations.