The Aim Of Art Is Almost Divine:

I Am An Intelligent River Which Has Reflected Successively All The Banks Before Which It Has Flowed By Meditating Only On The Images Offered By Those Changing Shores.

He Loved Books; Books Are Cold But Safe Friends.

Do You Know What Friendship Is... It Is To Be Brother And Sister; Two Souls Which Touch Without Mingling, Two Fingers On One Hand.

Common Sense Is In Spite Of, Not As The Result Of Education.

The Malicious Have A Dark Happiness.