Seizing The Swift Logic Of A Woman,

Language That Tells Us, Through A More Or Less Emotional Reaction, Something That Can Not Be Said.

I Am Living On Hope And Faith ... A Pretty Good Diet When The Mind Will Receive Them.

Were It Not For Love, Poor Life Would Be A Ship Not Worth Launching.

I Shall Have More To Say When I Am Dead.

No Matter What We Are, And What We Sing, Time Finds A Withered Leaf In Every Laurel