Years Do Not Always Make Age.

The Prayers Of A Lover Are More Imperious Than The Menaces Of The Whole World

Our Work Can Never Be Better Than We Are Ourselves.

Once My Heart Was Captured, Reason Was Shown The Door, Deliberately And With A Sort Of Frantic Joy. I Accepted Everything, I Believed Everything, Without Struggle, Without Suffering, Without Regret, Without False Shame. How Can One Blush For What One Adores?

Every Historian Discloses A New Horizon.

Weeds Are Omnipresent; Errors Are To Be Found In The Heart Of The Most Lovable.