Color is a matter of taste and sensitivity.
The attacks of which I have been the object have broken the spring of life in me... People don't realize what it feels like to be constantly insulted.
Who is this Monet whose name sounds just like mine and who is taking advantage of my notoriety?
I would kiss you, had I the courage.
The country only has charms for those not obliged to stay there.
Black is not a color.