Perfection does not exist; to understand it is the triumph of human intelligence; to expect to possess it is the most dangerous kind of madness.
With a kiss let us set out for an unknown world.
life is a deep sleep of which love is the dream
Great artists have no country.
The life of a devotee is a crusade of which the heart is the Holy Land.
Experience is the name men give to their follies or their sorrows.