Wrinkles Are Engraved Smiles.

We Don't Understand Life Any Better At Forty Than At Twenty, But We Know It And Admit It

There Is A Justice, But We Do Not Always See It. Discreet, Smiling, It Is There, At One Side, A Little Behind Injustice, Which Makes A Big Noise.

I Am Afraid I Shall Not Find Him, But I Shall Still Look For Him, For If He Exists, He May Be Appreciative Of My Efforts.

The Profession Of Letters Is, After All, The Only One In Which One Can Make No Money Without Being Ridiculous.

Wrinkles Are Engraved Smiles.