Things they don't understand always cause a sensation among the English.
Great artists have no country.
A lively retrospect summons back to us once more our youth, with vivid reflex of its early joys and unstained pleasures.
How glorious it is - and also how painful - to be an exception.
With a kiss let us set out for an unknown world.
Look at the sun! It’s dry, it’s dead, it needs a drink, it wants blood! And I’ll give it blood!