We should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see.
Andre GideOh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if possible! Those from which the sap has withdrawn. But, good Lord, what beautiful colors!
Andre GideThe truth is that as soon as we are no longer obliged to earn our living, we no longer know what to do with our life and recklessly squander it.
Andre Gide