I Wish To Lead A Life Free

The Tea Is Ice-cold, The Room Grows Colder And Colder, But I Grow Warmer And Warmer.

How Often Have I Actually Discovered In Myself That Enthusiasm Raises The Artist Above Himself, How In An Ordinary Mood One Would Not Have Been Able To Accomplish Many Of The Things For Which Enthusiasm Lends One Everything, Energy, Fire.

Treasures Are No Longer To Be Got By Instrumental Art.

I Cannot Be So Bad When Everybody Is So Fond Of Me.

I Do Not Want Horses Or Diamonds - I Am Happy In Possessing You.