A single sentence will suffice for modern man. He fornicated and read the papers. After that vigorous definition, the subject will be, if I may say so, exhausted.
That's love, giving everything, sacrificing all without hope of return.
You must have a love, a great love, to ensure an alibi at unjustified despairs that conquer all of us
A true masterpiece does not tell everything.
Travel, which is like a greater and a graver science, brings us back to ourselves.
Art and revolt will die only with the last man.