With God, What Is Terrible Is That

Life Is Very Nice, But It Lacks Form. It's The Aim Of Art To Give It Some.

Each Of Us Has A Day .. When He Has To Accept, Finally, The Fact That He Is A Man.

Talent Is Like A Faucet, While It Is Open, One Must Write.

However Tight I Shut My Eyes, There Will Always Be A Stray Dog Somewhere In The World Who'll Stop Me Being Happy.

Life Is Very Nice, But It Lacks Form. It's The Aim Of Art To Give It Some.