Dear and most respected bookcase! I welcome your existence, which has for over one hundred years been devoted to the radiant ideals of goodness and justice.

It's immoral to steal, but you can take things.

I promise to be a splendid husband, but give me a wife who, like the moon, won't in my sky every day...

Life is given only once, and one wants to live it boldly, with full conscious and beauty.

Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.

I am writing a play which I probably will not finish until the end of November. I am writing it with considerable pleasure, though I sin frightfully against the conventions of the stage. It is a comedy with three female parts, six male, four acts, a landscape (view of the lake), lots of talk on literature, little action and tons of love.

It's easier to ask for money from the poor than from the wealthy.