All Children Are Sweet At Five. But

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

A Happy Love Is Full Of Quarrels, You Know.

A Happy Love Is Full Of Quarrels, You Know.

What Fun It Would Be To Be Poor, As Long As One Was Excessively Poor! Anything In Excess Is Most Exhilarating

Listen, My Friend, There Are Two Races Of Beings. The Masses Teeming And Happy - Common Clay, If You Like - Eating, Breeding, Working, Counting Their Pennies; People Who Just Live; Ordinary People; People You Can't Imagine Dead. And Then There Are The Others - The Noble Ones, The Heroes. The Ones You Can Quite Well Imagine Lying Shot, Pale And Tragic; One Minute Triumphant With A Guard Of Honor, And The Next Being Marched Away Between Two Gendarmes