The Pit Of A Theatre Is The

Jacques Said That His Master Said That Everything Good Or Evil We Encounter Here Below Was Written On High.

Give, But, If Possible, Spare The Poor Man The Shame Of Begging.

La Poe Sie Veutquelque Chose D'e Norme, Debarbare Et De Sauvage. Poetry Needs Something On The Scale Of The Grand, The Barbarous, The Savage.

Whether God Exists Or Does Not Exist, He Has Come To Rank Among The Most Sublime And Useless Truths.

To Describe Women, The Pen Should Be Dipped In The Humid Colors Of The Rainbow, And The Paper Dried With The Dust Gathered From The Wings Of A Butterfly.