Where Love Is Absent There Can Be

The Trade Of Authorship Is A Violent, And Indestructible Obsession.

It Is Extraordinary How Music Sends One Back Into Memories Of The Past.

Writing A Journal Means That Facing Your Ocean You Are Afraid To Swim Across It, So You Attempt To Drink It Drop By Drop.

Age Continually Alters The Faces Of Those Who Think Or Study, And So Their Portraits Differ From One Another And Don't Even Resemble Them For Very Long. I Dream So Much And Live So Little That I'm Sometimes Only Three Years Old. But The Next Day I'm Three Hundred, If The Dream Has Been Sombre.

It Is Love, Not Faith, That Moves Mountains.