To visit Morocco is still like turning the pages of some illuminated Persian manuscript all embroidered with bright shapes and subtle lines.
Some things are best mended by a break.
You thought I was a lovelorn mistress; and I was only an expensive prostitute.
Life is always either; a tight -rope or a feather-bed . — Give me the tightrope.
To be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?
How I hate everything!